I jump on Lane’s back. He catches my legs around his sides, holding on tight, and I wrap my arms around his neck.
Mmmmm. “You smell good.” My heart thrums inside my chest, purring like a kitten. The gang’s ahead of us. It’s safe to sneak a peck on the cheek. I brush my nose against his jaw line so I can inhale his cologne again.
“That was so smooth. Where’d you get moves like that?” He snickers.