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about keeping it.
    The “no sex” thing was not that big a deal—honestly. We had other things we could do. In fact, I was pretty sure that soulmating was better than sex. We could intertwine our mental energies in a way that was all-encompassing, passionate, and overwhelming. Each time we did it, our mental and emotional connection grew stronger—we became more aware, more attuned to each other. It affected us physically, of course, but our thoughts and emotions also blended together like a single consciousness. And I didn’t have to think about projecting thoughts to Trevor anymore—it just happened.
    Right now, Trevor was daydreaming about kissing me. I closed my eyes, focused in, and could almost feel his lips against mine. In his mind, he trailed down and started kissing the hollow of my neck. My heart hammered and a buzzing red energy danced over my skin. Oh, yes. I let Trevor feel the effect he was having on me. His breathing quickened—mine did, too. The thoughts of the others in the car faded away and we drifted together in his daydream.
    “What on earth are you two doing?” Drew’s voice broke into our little reverie.
    Crap.
    My eyes flew open. Everyone in the car had stopped talking—they were all staring at us. Hannah’s dismay and embarrassment flowed hot-pink as she inched away on the seat. Trevor and I were both flushed and breathing hard, although we weren’t physically doing anything. Is it a P.D.A. if you’re just thinking about kissing each other? I felt the deepening blush creep up both of our faces.
    “Oops.” We were usually more discrete. “Sorry.”
    “Sorry.” Trevor dipped his head, embarrassed.
    “Geez, you two.” A smirk played across Drew’s face. “Get a church.”
    Trevor, can you think of something else?
    Not at the moment.
    Me neither..
    He chuckled and kissed the top of my head.
    DMV! I thought at him. We’re going to the DMV. The DMV is definitely not sexy. Let’s think about that.
    Trevor pictured us making out in the DMV.
    I rolled my eyes, feeling the red energy begin to trace along my skin again. That’s not helping!
    Can’t stop. I think I’m addicted to you .
    I grinned. The first step is admitting you have a problem. 
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 3
     
     
    The actual DMV was definitely not sexy. After the four of us successfully completed the eye exams and written tests, only Hannah and I did well enough on the road tests to pass. I finally had a real driver’s license. I pulled it out and looked at it again, still amazed. The picture was mug-shot horrible. I guess that made it all the more real.
    Grace said a few charmed words to the tester, a heavyset, middle-aged man who smelled like bacon. He then “forgot” about the mistakes she’d made parallel parking.
    Rachel scowled to cover her embarrassment.
    Grace can talk to him about—
    “No!” she said, cutting me off. Her outburst startled a few people waiting in the purgatorial check-in line. No charm stuff from her .
    She doesn’t want you to, I thought to Grace, heading off her intervention. Now Grace was offended and upset, too. I rolled my eyes. Great— more drama.
    Grace confronted Rachel as soon as the car door slammed shut. “What was that about?”
    “I didn’t want to get it that way,” she replied after a cold second.
    “Well, now you’re going to have to come all the way back again for the retest,” said Grace.
    “You don’t have to come with me,” Rachel snapped.
    “Hey! Who’s hungry?” Drew tried to change the subject. We’d all been starving a few minutes earlier, but now my appetite was gone.
    Grace exhaled angrily. “That’s it. I’m done. Find yourself another charm for this little ‘superfriends’ thing you have here.”
    I was amazed at how quickly the situation had devolved into this. “Grace, you don’t have to—”
    “Maddie, I’m sick of it. I stayed for the license run. Now I’m out.”
    Ah, hell. I’d known she was unhappy. I frowned—there was