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nonsense.”
    “I agree. You’re too hot to have these problems.”
    She laughed and gave his shoulder a push. “And yet I do. Why’s it so hard to find a guy?”
    “It’s easy to find a guy. We do make up about half the world’s population, you know.”
    “I mean, a cool guy. A soul mate or whatever.”
    “Soul mates. Pff. Soul mates are for the Dr. Phil, eHarmony-type. At this point in the game, all you can do is try to find someone you can stand to be around, and someone who can stand to be around you. If you got that, I think you’re pretty lucky.”
    “That seems too simple, too callous. I want to think there’s something more magical than that. I want a Moan.”
    “What the hell is a Moan?”
    “It’s a term I made up for a person of your preferred gender who embodies absolute romantic ecstasy for you, enough to make you moan with pleasure. He or she is so moanlicious that he or she is powerful enough to give you a physical, emotional, and spiritual orgasm.”
    “A spiritual orgasm? What’s that? I want one.”
    “Join the club.”
    “So is Dane your Moan?”
    “No, I guess not. And you finally helped me see that.” She sighed, feeling a smile tug at the corners of her mouth. “I’m so glad you’re on my side.”
    “Always. Now come here, you.” He wrapped his arms around her and she sank into his embrace, squeezing his waist with all her might until he gasped. “Easy now. You’re supposed to be giving me a hug, not cracking my rib.”
    “Sorry.” Kimber giggled as she loosened her grip. She rested her face against his chest and relaxed, feeling comforted and safe. What had she done before Jay came along? What would she ever do without him? It was an unfathomable question; Jay had been one of the only constants in her life, and for that she was grateful. “You know, you always give the best hugs, and I like how you don’t let go until I do. I guess the tutorial I gave you in high school really left its impression on you.”
    “I didn’t just remember the lesson. It’s that I never really want to let go.”
    Kimber’s brain numbed at his words, which she couldn’t be sure she truly understood.
    “You know,” he continued, his voice low, “I’m really trying to resist the urge to kiss you right now.”
    She laughed, trying to break the unusual, awkward atmosphere falling over what she’d thought was a friendly embrace. “Right. Because I’m so irresistible today, crying all over you.”
    “I want you all over me.”
    Too stunned to reply, Kimber froze as Jay lowered his head and kissed her softly but firmly. He caught her upper lip between his and gave it a gentle tug, warmth creeping through her despite the warning bells in her head. She closed her eyes as he kissed her again, this time with a little more urgency, a little more need. That small escalation shocked Kimber back into her senses and she turned her head, giving him her cheek. “Jay, no. We can’t.”
    “Yes, we can.” His lips found her exposed neck and his kisses grew desperate as they traveled lower to meet her collarbone.
    “No, this isn’t right.” She wriggled in his arms, trying to shake off his grip and his mouth’s lingering spell. “We’re friends. We don’t do this sort of thing.”
    “Clearly we do.”
    “No, we don’t.” Kimber pushed away from him and stepped backward until she bumped into a tree trunk. She pressed her fingertips to her still-tingling mouth like a shield. “We can’t. This—us—it wouldn’t be right.”
    Jay’s jaw tightened as he pressed his lips together and looked away, glancing toward the way they had come like a man steeling himself to walk over hot coals. After a long pause, he said, “I should get you home.”
    Kimber’s throat constricted as a sharp pang of regret punctured her heart, and she shuffled beside Jay in silence as they made their way back to the car. Her fear intensified with every step, robbing her of the ability to even begin to know how to