“Promise. Go back to bed, baby.” I paused when she looked at me. I really needed to stop calling her that. I had no right.
I tried to apologize, but she stopped my hands and kissed me, making me forget about Drea and that I was supposed to be leaving. “I like when you call me that.”
I smiled. “I like when you say it, too.”
“You better get ready before Drea comes to get you. I’ll be here when you get back.” She kissed me again, and I groaned. I was dangerously in love with this woman.
Everyday, I came closer and closer to telling her. Sometimes at night, as she was falling asleep, I’d whisper it in the quiet room. I knew what we were doing was a bad idea. Eventually, she’d get tired of it or find someone better, and I’d be heartbroken. But I just couldn’t stop. The longer she let me be with her, the more in love with her I got. I just had to hope she felt at least a little something for me.
Against my better judgment, I got dressed and headed to the bookstore. On the way there, Daisy texted me to ask what I wanted for breakfast. I wanted to ask if she was an option, but I settled for eggs and bacon. We were still in shallow waters, and I didn’t want to overstep. I wanted anything she’d give me, and I accepted what she wouldn’t.
When I got to the bookstore, the lights were on. Drea wasn’t in the front, so I assumed she was in her office. I silently prayed she was alone.
Her office door was open when I got there, so I knocked once before entering. “Good morning, Drea.”
She looked up from her computer with a serious expression. That wasn’t a good sign. “Kaia, please have a seat. I’m just finishing up this email.”
I nodded and sat down without another word. The next several minutes felt like a lifetime. Why did she want to see me so early? Why did she look upset? I started thinking about anything wrong I could’ve done.
Finally,finally,she looked up at me… and crossed her arms. I steadied myself, ready for whatever she was about to yell at me for.
“How are things at home with Daisy?”
I blinked. “What?” She was asking about Daisy? Why?
She shifted in her chair a little, her forehead creased and making mefidget with my dress. “How’s it going with Daisy? Living together? Are you two… getting along okay?”
I frowned. I didn’t understand what was going on. She ruined my post-sex high to talk about living with Daisy? “It’s… good. Everything’s going good. Is that really why you called me so early?”
She hummed. “Of course not. I was just curious. I know things at the party were… tense, but you two seem to be getting on just fine, especially in the store.” She raised an eyebrow.
“We’re best friends, Dre. That’s usually how it works. You and Fallon get along… most of the time.” I wanted to smirk, but I was still a little nervous.
“We do get along, but we’ve never made out under the mistletoe.” My face flushed at the memory of that night, and she sat up in her chair a little. “And I’ve certainly never kissed her. In the store. While she was sitting on my couch. Topless.”
I froze. My stomach bottomed out, and I could feel last night’s dinner trying to reappear. How did she know? Was she going to end our partnership? I didn’t know what to think or say. Maybe it was a really lucky guess and she was trying to see if I’d confess. I played it off. It wasn’t like we had sex like she had so many times before.
“I… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She cracked a smile. “Kaia, sweetie, did you forget we have cameras in the store? I got a notification after we closed and went to check, just to make sure it was you and Daisy still here closing up. You two were doing something all right.”
Well, damn. While Daisy had been driving me wild, I had forgotten about the cameras. I didn’t know how; I was the one who ordered them and watched them get installed. Freaking Daisy and her sex charm!
I couldn’t hide my blush or my smile. I blushed because I was mortified that someone caught us, but I smiled thinking about that night. Feeling her on top of me. Seeing her boobs move as she ground on top of me. If I had a superpower, it would be the ability to rewind time so I could live that night over and over again.
As I sat there, thinking about Daisy’s half-naked body, I started to grow a little protective. I couldn’t recall off the top of my head what position the cameras were in, and if she even saw a speck of Daisy’s skin…
I sat up a little straighter, hoping for a particular answer to the question I was about to ask. “Did you see anything? I mean, Daisy, did you?—”
She cut me off with a laugh. “Oh, for fuck’s sake, love. No, I didn’t see your girlfriend naked. I only saw her back. That’s the part you want to focus on, though? That’s sort of sweet, actually.”
I blushed. “I’m so sorry, Drea. I definitely forgot about the cameras. It won’t happen again.”
“Listen, a little harmless making out is not a big deal. Just don’t pull a Fallon, please. Honestly, I’m more surprised than anything. I didn’t expect to get a show from you. Do you want to talk about it? When did it happen?”
I groaned. “It’s…” I paused, not sure how to explain it.
“I swear to God, if you say it’s complicated!”
