Size does matter

LESLIE'S POV I expected to feel fireworks, to feel my insides curl. When he pulled back, I realized that was it. He wasn’t a bad kisser. I just wanted to be kissed by someone else. Adrian smiled, pleased. “That was amazing.” “Thanks for tonight, Adrian. I had fun,” I replied. His hand came to rest on my thigh. He gave it a squeeze. “I’m happy you did. I’ll text you when I get home, okay?” His hand went up to stroke my cheek gently. He was such a sweetheart. I nodded and got out of the car. I waved at him as he drove away, turning to find Wade on the porch, staring at me with angry green eyes. I startled, taken aback. “How long have you been there?” I asked, trying to hide how much his presence affected me. For some reason, I felt my cheeks heat up. He’d seen me kissing Adrian. “Long enough,” he replied, his tone cold. “Were you waiting for me?” I asked, even though I knew he would never. “I don’t really care where you go. I just came to get some air.” He turned and walked back into the