"Did he push you at all?" Isabel asked, frowning. She'd kick his ass if he did. "Don't let anyone push you into anything you don't think you're ready for."

She sat back, crossing her legs and resting her chin on her hand. "I know what you mean. I miss kissing. And I honestly don't think he'd have a problem with you being a friend he occasionally kisses. Again with the, if you're okay with that."