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“Yeah?” I’m still holding her hand, so I take the other one and bring both to my chest. “I don’t like to come in second place. You might as well know.”
She nods slowly and stands on her toes so we’re eye to eye. “I already knew.”
This time when I kiss her, I don’t give a shit if Archer comes over and shoves me. I don’t care what social media sites post the pictures. They can pound sand. I only care about being with her.
It may come back to bite me in the ass when I like her too much for my own good and I have to leave, but right now, I’m all in.
She breaks the kiss, and her eyes sparkle, a naughty gleam dancing in her pale blue irises. “Please don’t eat Trevor for dinner.”
I nod slowly like I’m in a movie dream sequence. The air around us feels warmer than a few minutes ago, like we’re being hugged by the dog days of summer. “I wouldn’t do that. Mainly because I’m not a cannibal.”
Locking eyes with me, she finishes her thought in a sexy rasp. “You could eat me instead.”
Her words land in my chest, rocket around for a second, and dead-end at my dick. “Here?” I look around, ready to roll if there’s a nook on this patio where I could get away with it.
“No. Not here.” Someone inside catches her eye and waves. “But later.”
“How much longer do we need to stay?” The desperation in my voice sounds like the ache I feel.
She laughs, tossing her head back so the moonlight snakes through her hair and dances across her face. Nothing lovelier on Earth.
“Give me an hour.” She kisses my cheek and moves inside to deal with her work responsibilities. I’ll give her an hour.
And if I’m being honest, I want to give her so much more than that. I just have no idea how that will work when I go back home.
Chapter
Twenty-Four
PJ
It doesn’t feel like we’re being careless when I suggest leaving Buttercup Hill and grabbing breakfast in St. Helena. Sure, it falls outside of Colin’s “safe zone” for staying hidden from the public eye, but we’re still in Napa Valley, after all, and no one pays that much attention to who’s eating breakfast with whom and at which bakery.
Or so I think.
Maybe the fallacy in my reasoning comes from not eating breakfast in St. Helena very often myself. If I did, maybe I’d know that eyes are always watching. I’d know that precisely these types of bakery runs are how people know this guy’s wife was spotted very early in the morning with that guy’s former lover. It’s how this person’s ex decided to advertise that he moved on to that younger woman after his wife threw him out for cheating.
But I’m not thinking about any of those things because my brain is still on hiatus after private helicopter rides, stargazing,and private boxes at concerts and tasting menus. And early morning sex. And orgasms.
I suppose I could blame my lapse in judgment on all of those things, but I suspect that the multiple orgasms are really to blame. And yet…so worth it.
“They have good coffee,” I tell Colin, not thinking twice about grabbing his hand and leading him from the car to the bakery entrance. I don’t think twice about standing on my toes to kiss him while we’re in line.
No one is paying attention to us.
Except that I have it backward. It’s me who’s not paying attention to anyone else. Thus, the problem.
“So, like, a double shot, half-caf oat milk latte wouldn’t be out of the question?”
I clap a hand over my heart. “Look at you. My baby has left the nest. I feel so proud.”
He smiles, treating me to the dimple I love. “Thanks to you, I can order coffee anywhere in California and sound like I know what I’m doing.”
“Yes, but never order half-caf. You can handle all the caffeine, Colin.”
His arm wraps around my shoulder, and I stand there smitten, my thoughts circling through my brain on repeat: how can this feel so good, and how am I going to patch my tender heart back together when it ends?
Colin will only be here for one more day. Neither of us has mentioned it, but it hangs over every kiss and every brush of our hands against each other when my siblings aren’t looking. Even if Beatrix knows, my brothers are still clueless, and I intend to keep it that way.
