It seems there are other conflicts in the group, other than between Chase and Marissa. Brian tells them to air the differences before the ritual, since he’s the one who will be on display.
The others, all of whom had never gotten past kissing and some exploratory groping, were mortified. Ginnifer blanched, staring at Louisa.
“Are you kidding? That’s weird!”
“Maybe so, but you’ll excuse him once you try it. Trust me.”
“Moving on?” Marissa said, her voice high pitched and squeaky.
“Sorry, Marissa. Had to clear the air,” Brian said. For the first time, he felt sorry for the overly religious girl. She couldn’t help it that she was the product of a couple frigid, uptight Jesus freaks. “We can’t let something as inconsequential as Sweet’s love life get in the way of this.”
“Thanks, dude. Thanks a lot for making light of it,” Sweet grumbled.
No one stuck…
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