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Emily searched her eyes, her mouth opening for a second, like she had something to say, but she shook her head instead. “Are you sure?”

Quinn nodded. “Either way…” Her voice trailed off. “I can’t stop myself from wanting you, even if I know I shouldn’t.”

Emily tilted her head, leaning in to find her lips again, kissing her harder this time, like she was trying to convey all of her feelings in this one kiss.

Quinn matched Emily’s intensity, her hand slipping beneath Emily’s shirt.

“Let me show you the loft,” Emily said as she pulled away, her gaze still holding Quinn’s, her voice low and laced with a hint of desire.

Quinn nodded in response, and Emily gently tugged on Quinn’s hand, their fingers still interlaced, leading her up the stairs to the loft, Quinn’s heart beating fast at the thought of falling into bed with Emily again.

25

Emily had enjoyed her first Christmas with her family in years, but she couldn’t help stealing glances at her watch, knowing that Quinn would arrive anytime after six.

Emily’s mother had bumped into Quinn in town two days ago and had all but insisted that she join them. Quinn’s compromise was coming by after dinner, just for dessert.

Part of Emily was glad that was all that was happening. She hated the idea of Quinn being alone, but at the same time, it would have been so hard to spend the entire day watching the way she looked at Quinn or filtering her words.

As it was, Emily didn’t know how this evening was going to.

Emily flinched when her sister opened the dishwasher beside her and added another bowl to the drawer.

“Why are you so jumpy today?” Rebecca asked on her way over to the fridge to take out the cheesecake.

“I’m not jumpy,” Emily said with a sigh.

“You most definitely are. Do you have to go back sooner than you thought? Did something come up at work?”

Emily shook her head. “No. Work’s fine.”

Rebecca studied her, and the doorbell rang. “See, there it is again. You just flinched! It’s just Quinn, for God’s sake.”

“Yeah.” Emily pushed herself away from the counter, trying to find something to busy herself with, but she ended up just standing in the middle of the kitchen looking around her.

“Did something happen with Quinn?” Rebecca asked just as their mother’s voice greeted Quinn at the door, their laughter drifting down the hall. Emily could hear Zach offering to take her coat and put it in the guest room.

“What?” Emily asked, focusing on Rebecca again.

“I left you two at the wine bar. When I asked her what happened, she had this deer-in-the-headlights look in her eyes, which I thought was kind of strange at the time. And you,” Rebecca said, pointing her finger at her now. “You never bragged to me about hooking up with someone. Which is unlike you. You never told me who it was either.”

Quinn and their parents came into the kitchen at that moment, and Emily couldn’t keep her eyes from focusing on Quinn, a smile coming to her lips.

Rebecca knew. She had this silly grin on her face as she hugged Quinn.

Emily also hugged Quinn, but it had lasted too long. Even she knew that, unable to let go until Rebecca cleared her throat. She just hoped that her parents hadn’t noticed.

* * *

Everyone was in the living room, and Emily slipped out to the kitchen to get the coffee on. It took Rebecca all of two minutes to join her.

“Quinn is one of the nicest people I know, Em. Do not mess with her. She’s not some conquest, okay?”

“Aren’t you supposed to be on my side?” Emily asked, completely taken aback by Rebecca’s reaction.

“I am. I’m just surprised, that’s all. Quinn mentioned an ex-partner, but I wasn’t sure if it was a woman. I thought it might have been. Anyway, I guess I should be glad that it’s not the mayor or one of your clients or that college professor.”

“Rebecca…” Emily sucked in a breath, her hands on her hips.

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