Page 23 of Wanting Mrs. Clarke


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When they finally broke apart, both of them were panting, their foreheads pressed together as they caught their breath. Hollis’s heart was still racing, but she couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face.

Kate’s eyes mirrored her own desire, and her hair was slightly disheveled from Hollis’s fingers. “I thought I’d never see you again,” she said, her voice wavering.

“I never stopped thinking about you,” Hollis said, letting her hands fall to Kate’s bare arms.

“What about the woman you’re here with? You’re not together?” Kate’s eyes searched hers.

“No. That’s Jen. My best friend.” Hollis swallowed, her throat suddenly tight. “Are you… Are you seeing anyone? I shouldn’t have just…”

“No,” Kate said, shaking her head. “I’m still trying to figure out how to get over you,” she said with a sigh, her voice a mixture of frustration and longing.

“Please don’t.” Hollis bit her lip. There were so many things she wanted to say, but she was aware of where they were and the fact that they could be interrupted at any moment.

Kate took a step back, her hands sliding away from Hollis’s hips, and Hollis instantly missed the warmth of her touch. Kate held out her hand. “Give me your phone.”

Without hesitation, Hollis reached for her clutch and popped it open, pulling out her phone.

Kate took it, her fingers brushing Hollis’s. “I don’t trust you,” she stated bluntly, and Hollis simply nodded, watching Kate dial her own number. Then Kate’s phone was vibrating in her pocket. “I’m going to use this,” she declared, handing Hollis back her phone. “Is that okay?”

“Yeah.” Hollis pressed her lips together. “Kate, you have no idea how many times I wanted to text you.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I’m still technically married, but I’m tired of waiting. Just today, I was ready to cave in. I was going to contact you. I uh… I found out my husband’s been cheating on me, and I have proof.” It felt so strange saying it out loud. “I’m tired of putting my life on hold for the sake of this divorce. If I get caught? I won’t lose any ground.”

Kate visibly swallowed. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying, I want to see you.” Hollis felt her lips sliding into a smile as she spoke. “I’ve turned into a workaholic trying not to think about you. I keep going back and forth. Was it just an incredible weekend together? Would that connection be gone if we met again?”

“I think it’s safe to say that it’s not.” Kate reached for her hand. “I know we’ll have to be careful, but I want this too.”

“Come back to the bar with me and meet Jen.”

“She knows?”

“Yes. She’s the only one who does.” Hollis ran her thumb over the back of Kate’s hand. “I came out to her a few months ago, but I actually only told her about you earlier today.”

A slow smile came to Kate’s lips. “You really were going to text me.”

“Yes, I was.” Hollis leaned in and brushed her lips over Kate’s again. Hollis slipped her free hand underneath Kate’s tank top, unable to be this close to Kate without exploring, without refreshing her memory of how incredibly soft her skin was. Kate moaned into the kiss as Hollis’s hand gripped her waist, sliding up further until she was cupping her breast through her bra.

Kate pressed her body against Hollis’s, deepening the kiss before pulling away. “We can’t. Not here. I’m not capable of being sensible when I’m around you,” she said, taking a step back and putting some space between them, their hands falling away.

“Neither am I.” Hollis turned to the mirror and opened her clutch to find her lipstick which badly needed to be touched up.

Kate ran a hand through her hair and adjusted her tank top.

“Ready?” Hollis asked as she took one last look at her reflection.

“To meet your best friend?” Kate asked with a laugh. “Not at all.”

Hollis’s heels clicked across the tiles as she pulled open the door for Kate. “You coming?”

“Just admiring the view.” Kate’s eyes trailed up her body as she spoke. “That dress is…”

Hollis bit back a smile. “I can’t wait to get you in my bed again.”

Kate followed her back to the bar, and when Jen turned, it was like she knew. It must have been written all over Hollis’s face.

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