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“You’re beautiful,” I whisper loud enough for her to hear.
Her eyes dart to mine. “What?” Her hand flies to her neck, rubbing it back and forth.
I take a step closer to her. “I said, you’re beautiful,” I tell her before cupping her cheek in my hand.
We look at one another, not saying anything. She looks as if she wants me to kiss her, and while I want to, I’m also conflicted. I’m developing feelings for this woman while at the same time lying to her. It’s not fair. What do I expect to happen between us after I return to San Diego? Do I really expect that we’ll ever have an actual relationship once she finds out all my truths?
But at the same time, I feel a sort of connection to Shawna I’ve never felt before. I like her, and she seems to like me. I can’t help the way I feel.
Taking another step closer, I lower my head to hers and capture her lips in a kiss. She moans at the contact, and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve heard in a long time. Shawna opens her mouth to mine, and my tongue plunges in, finding hers. Her arms wrap around me, her hands gripping my back. Closing my eyes, I push my worries about lying to her aside and pour everything into this kiss. The feelings I’m developing for Shawna are unstoppable at this point. I can’t help it.
Our kiss becomes more frantic as if we can’t get enough of each other. I deepen our kiss, and it spurs her on. The sting of her nails digging into my back is welcoming. I almost feel as if I deserve it for not being completely truthful with her, but I don’t let myself dwell on that. I pull her body closer to mine, and she moans again as our tongues dance. This kiss is more intense, more consuming than the one we shared yesterday, and it confirms that Shawna must feel the same way about me that I’m feeling about her.
I know I need to be careful in handling this situation with Shawna. She has no idea I’m looking for her ex. But I like her! These feelings are unexpected, and I don’t want to fight them.
Footsteps on the pier remind me that we aren’t alone. Reluctantly, I pull back, wishing we were in a more private place. I rest my forehead against Shawna’s.
“What are you doing tomorrow?” she asks.
Her question catches me off guard. I can’t remember what today is, let alone tomorrow. “Um, what day is tomorrow?” I ask with a chuckle.
“Sunday,” she says, then pulls her head back to look at me. “Noah really wants to carve his pumpkin into a jack-o’-lantern.” She shrugs. “I thought, maybe, you’d be interested in helping out? It’s really not my jam since an unfortunate pumpkin-carving incident when I was younger.”
A smile spreads on my lips. Noah is a cute kid, and I do enjoy carving pumpkins. I haven’t had the chance to do it since I was in high school, but I used to be pretty damn good at it. The thought of spending the day with Shawna is intriguing, too.
“Sure, I’d love to,” I reply without giving it a second thought. “But you’ll have to elaborate on this unfortunate pumpkin-carving incident while I drive you home.”
She laughs. “Deal,” she replies before kissing me all too briefly on the lips. Then she takes my hand in hers and leads me back toward the street.
