Chapter 2:
She pushed her against the wall of the garden house hidden from the pool and dancefloor. Her face mere inches from the younger Bella. Beca's breath came in ragged gasps, smelling like vodka cranberry. "Chloe?" Her voice sounded raspy, her tone almost pleading.
And that was all Chloe needed to step over the last barrier. She pressed her lips to Beca's. It was hesitant and biding at first. Beca twitched slightly but then she returned the kiss and brought her hands up to Chloe's red locks pulling her closer. The kiss got heated and more passionately. Lips biting lips to ask for entrance, hands clawing in one another's hair.
Finally both had to pull away for much needed air. And now Chloe could read Beca's expression. "We should go" nothing more needed to be said. Beca bit her swollen lip nodding and followed Chloe through the hole in the hedge and up to Chloe's room.