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“Probably to get a read on whether or not you can support me,” she said.
Kyle started to blink, and he saw how useful it was to buy himself some time. “Oh, well, I—I don’t know what to say.”
“I told him not to ask you anything like that.” She shook her head. “They don’t seem to get that we just started dating.”
“I mean, it’s been a few months,” he said.
“No.” She glanced over to him again, expertly navigating them around Dripping Springs while they talked. “Not really, Kyle. We text and call a lot. We’ve only actually been out a handful of times.”
“But they’re long dates,” he said. “Entire weekends together. That’s like eight dates in one.”
“Is that how you feel?” she asked. “Spending the weekend with me is like going on eight dates?”
“No,” he said with a sigh. “But kind of? Yes? It was a lot when we were together. I feel like I got to know you pretty well. So I wouldn’t say we just started dating, that’s all.”
“Well, we’re not talking about marriage,” she said.
“No,” he agreed. “We’re not.” He looked out his window, wondering how to smother the fire inside her. Or if he even wanted to. He didn’t want to silence her, and he didn’t want her to bottle up how she felt. She should be able to express herself to him.
“I’m sorry they didn’t follow what you asked them to do.” He reached over and took her hand in his. “I think you’re the only one upset by it, though.”
She met his eyes, everything in her body and posture softening right in front of him. “They liked you.”
He grinned at her. “I’m a likeable guy.”
“Oh, brother.” She rolled her eyes, though her mouth did tip upward. “With a big head.”
“No, ma’am,” he drawled. “Just happy to be here with you, Mads.”
She continued to calm as she drove them to her house, and Kyle followed her inside, wondering if he could kiss the flames out of her soul and make her melt into him. He closed the door behind him and went into the kitchen with Maddy, where she’d gone to find a box to pack up a few personal items.
He moved his hands along her waist, the silky, soft fabric of her sundress making it easy for his skin to slide. “Mads.”
She straightened and leaned back into his chest. He touched his lips to her neck, the ends of her hair tickling his face. “Don’t be mad,” he whispered.
“I’m not mad at you.” She turned and slid her hands up his chest, her eyes trained on his collar. “They’re just maddening.”
“Mm, my family can be too.” He swayed with her, still hoping and praying for that kiss. She looked up at him, and the spark in her eyes now wasn’t borne of irritation, but attraction.
“I’m gonna kiss you now, okay?” he asked, his smile touching his mouth.
Her eyes drifted closed, a silentokayto him. Kyle leaned down and slid his hand up to cradle her face all in the same movement. He’d kissed this woman before, but it felt like years had passed since the last time.
She breathed in as his mouth found hers, and boy, oh, boy, did she ignite a fire that raged in his whole body. He brought her closer; kissed her deeper; held her tighter. She kissed him back, and while they’d shared some passionate kisses before, none of them held a candle to this new, first kiss.
ChapterSeven
Maddy thought she should have a pseudo break-up with every man she wanted to re-kiss from this moment forward. Almost instantly after that thought, she told herself she never wanted to share a first kiss with another man.
Kyle kissed her so completely, she forgot where she stood. What day it was. What she was supposed to be doing.
He extinguished all the frustrated fire inside her and re-lit new fires. They blazed and threw off entire pockets of flame as he continued to stroke his mouth against hers. Maddy couldn’t even remember why she’d been so frustrated in the first place.
She remembered coming into the house with a mission, but what it had been, she didn’t know. She and Kyle breathed in together, and she thought he might break their connection. She didn’t want him to, and she threaded her fingers through the longer hair on the back of his head and kept him pulled close to her.
The fact that she could do that meant she’d dislodged his cowboy hat at some point, but she couldn’t remember doing it. She tried to stay right in the moment with him. The taste of his mouth, cool and minty like the gum he’d been chewing. The touch of his hands along her bare shoulders, the back of her neck, in her hair. The sound of the growl low in his throat.
Stars and lights blitzed through her, because she was five-foot-nothing. How she was able to make a man as powerful, talented, and capable as Kyle emit a sound like that, she had no idea. She simply wanted to keep doing it.
