Page 173 of Love Unspoken

Kath and Shelby turned to face my boyfriend. I wished I could see their faces.

"I don't think you're doing anyone any good by making a scene here at Magnolia's."

Kath cleared her throat. "We were just saying hello to Amara and Gemma, and they were the ones who⁠—"

"I'm not talking to you, Kath; you're not my problem. But Shelby, if you speak to my girlfriend—and future wife—that way you just did, you and I are going to have bigger problems than we already do."

Shelby was taken aback. Lucas never admonished her. He was the indulgent brother who let his baby sister run amok.

"Lucas, what's wrong with you?" she asked shakily.

"Everything is right with me, darlin'. Now, there are several restaurants close by; I insist you go eat elsewhere."

"You can't tell us—" Kath began, but fell silent when Lucas glared at her pointedly.

"Keep your voice down," Lucas muttered. "You're on thin ice with me, Kath, so don't push it. Please, leave, find another restaurant."

Once Kath and Shelby left, Lucas came to me and dropped a kiss on my mouth. "You doing okay?"

"Yeah. I'm awesome."

"Yes, you are, Tesoro."

Gemma raised her drink. "Now, that was entertaining."

"I need a big drink," Lucas said in response but he was smiling wide.

TWENTY-EIGHT

LUCAS

"Say it again," I demanded as my mouth moved against hers.

"I love you, Lucas," she dutifully repeated.

"I've missed you." I took my time kissing her slowly, sipping at her lips, tasting the wine she'd drunk at dinner.

"Lucas." She rubbed herself against me.

"Yeah, Tesoro?" I pulled back to look at her. I couldn't believe it. I'd won her back. She'd forgiven me. We were together now, and I was never going to let her go. It felt like a miracle.

"Get naked."

I laughed. "We're going to take our time tonight."

She cupped me, and a groan slipped out of me.

"Really? You have that kind of control?" she demanded.

"Let's find out," I challenged. I lowered my head and shut her up with my mouth against hers, my tongue dueling with hers. I gripped the back of her head as I devoured her lips; while my other hand cupped her ass so I could nestle my erection between her thighs.

I raised my head to look at her when she grabbed the back of my neck and yanked my mouth down to hers. We parted, panting, wanting more. Her hips moved against mine, and I could feel her heat through her dress and panties.

"You're so fucking sexy, Amara." I traced her lower lip with my thumb. It was swollen and soft.

We undressed each other as we kissed, playful, slow. All that changed when she got on the bed and went on her knees so her mouth was close to the head of my penis. I was hard, and pre-cum glistened on the tip.

"Amara," I whispered.