Her cheeks flushed. “You were amazing tonight. Did I forget to tell you that?”
I grinned. “You were pretty amazing yourself.”
London giggled and the sound didthingsto me. “I meant your singing at the Lantern, but the other stuff was amazing too.”
I tried to quell my laughter at the misunderstanding, but my body shook against her as I tried to contain it.
She playfully smacked at my chest. “I mean it. I can’t believe you learned that song for me.”
“It’s a fantastic song. It’s how I feel about life. About you.”
London looked up at me again, her heart in her eyes.
I waited, my breath catching, my hope rising.
Was she going to say it?
“Thank you,” she whispered instead.
And I tried not to be too disappointed.
London had been through so much before she came to Scotland, and I wasn’t going to rush this. I wasn’t going to demand too much of her. She’d come to mefullyin her own time. I just needed to be patient.
We must have dozed for a bit because the next thing I knew, London woke me as she slipped out of bed. I automaticallyreached for her, wanting her back, and she laughed softly, pressing a kiss to the back of my hand before letting me go.
“I have to get ready for work.”
I groaned. “We need to talk about the job you don’t even like.”
“Let’s just take everything one step at a time.” London shrugged into her cami and shorts and then leaned over to give me a kiss.
I cupped the back of her head, deepening it until she was moaning and reluctantly pulling away.
Her plump lips were enticingly swollen. “Speaking of one step at a time,” she said a little breathlessly. “Maybe we should keep what’s happening between us betweenus. Kelly doesn’t need to know about this right now.”
Her words cooled my heated blood, and my dismay must have shown.
London’s eyes flared. “No, I don’t … look, I just … she’s been through so much change and trauma. I thought we could ease her into this change in our relationship. For instance, we could have Fiona come over because we’re going on a date.Stepstoward her understanding things are changing between you and me?”
Despite my disappointment and concern over the suggestion, rationale kicked in.
There was merit to what London advised.
“Okay.”
“But I’m still going to sneak into your room every night.” She pressed a quick kiss to my lips before scrambling off the bed.
I grinned at her mischievous smile. “I look forward to it.”
She blew me a cheeky kiss before disappearing out of the room.
I missed her instantly.
34.Murray
London was gone by the time my alarm went off. Exhaustion hit as I pushed up out of bed to get ready for the day. Last night had been worth the exhaustion, though.
You hoped when you were attracted to someone that the sex would live up to the attraction. It didn’t always. But last night … wow.
