“You want Jade to live with us too?” I chuckle.
“I feel like you two are a package deal, and if that’s how I get you, then that’s how I’ll take you.”
“And if you and I break up?”
He smiles at this, the weirdo. “I’ll move out,” he says.
I know what he wanted to say. He wanted to say, “Won’t happen,” which he does say occasionally when I mention the possibility of a breakup. So this answer both surprises me and puts me at ease. He’s taking my concern seriously and answering in a way he knows I appreciate. He’s not pretending like this is forever, which he sometimes likes to do, because maybe it’s not, as I like to point out. But it’s for now, and I want to soak in every minute I get with him.
I lean in and kiss him, and even though we’ve kissed a million times in the past four months, it feels like the first time. I’m no longer in the library; I’m outside of space and time. His arms tighten around me, and I can sense he wants more, that he wants to deepen this kiss and kiss me until I’m dizzy. But he ends the fun, pulling back just a little.
“Is that a yes?” he asks.
“Yes, if Jade says yes too.”
“She already did,” he whispers against my lips.
I feel rather than see his lips form a smile. “You sneaky—”
But he interrupts me, his lips against mine. He tilts his head, parting his lips, and when his tongue slips past mine my whole body wakes up. Desire pools in my lower belly, and I don’t know how much longer I can stay in the library if he’s going to keep kissing me like this.
There’s a tap on my shoulder. I sheepishly turn and make eye contact with Daisy.
“Seriously, you two. I don’t know how many times I have to say this, but you cannot do that in here. Get a room.”
Mac and I give Daisy our most apologetic faces, and when she walks away we both start to giggle. I have to hide my face in his neck to keep from laughing out loud.
“Should we? Get a room, that is…” Mac asks, his voice low and seductive in my ear.
“Yes, please,” I say.
And we do.
