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She swallowed and wiped her mouth. “I guess that’s probably true. I know there’s definitely no one like you, Callum. I have never had someone say the sweetest things to me in person, then text me rude, dirty, hot messages later that night.”
“Good. If someone does, tell me and I’ll break his phone.”
She giggled. “You mean you won’t chop off his fingers and stuff them down his throat?”
I raised an eyebrow. “That goes without saying.”
Wren set her lunch aside and slid closer, until her thigh pressed against mine. Her gloved hands came up to my cheeks, and she guided my face down to hers.
“You are officially invited to have lunch with me on my bench whenever you want.”
I closed the narrow gap between us and kissed her hard. Her fingers anchored in my hair, and I looped an arm around her middle, nearly drawing her onto my lap. She mewled as my tongue swept past her lips to taste her everywhere. If all I had with her were stolen hours in the middle of a park in broad daylight, I’d treat my time like we were in a shadowy back alley and kiss her how we both needed. I didn’t care who saw. All that mattered was Wren knowing she was still mine. She’d always be mine. And I was unequivocally hers.
The walk back to Good Music was all too short. Wren let me hold her hand, even though I knew she was worried about her coworker seeing us together. The irony was, it was Adam who spotted us. He was approaching the building from the opposite direction, and there was no hiding we were together.
Wren tried to take her hand back anyway. I wouldn’t allow it. “No. He knows the deal with us.”
“It’s awkward for me,” she murmured.
“Why? Because he thought he stood a chance with you?”
“Maybe. I don’t know.” Her fingers flexed between mine. “I need to get back to my desk. I can’t do this at work. I’ll text you tonight.”
I relented, even though it went against my every instinct. “I’ll be waiting.”
She hurried inside, tossing a wave at Adam over her shoulder just as he arrived at the doors. He cocked his head, glancing from her to me. I crossed my arms, bracing for whatever he had to say.
“What, are you together?” he sputtered.
“We are. Why are you surprised?”
“Uh,” he threw his arms out, “because I’ve never seen you with a girl in all the time I’ve known you. You’re all look, no touch. Now you’re, what, in a relationship? I’m sorry if I am having some whiplash here.”
Before I could answer, Rodrigo appeared between us, glancing back and forth. “What’s up, gentlemen? Why are we having an argument on the sidewalk?”
“No one’s arguing,” I replied.
Adam jabbed a finger at me. “Callum is dating the receptionist.”
Rodrigo scratched his head. “You’redating?”
“I wouldn’t call it dating.” Wren and I were together. Dating implied getting to know one another in order to decide if being a couple would work. As far as I was concerned, we were well beyond that.
“They were walking down the sidewalk holding hands.” Adam said it with the same incredulousness he would have if he’d caught us juggling fire or tripping nuns.
Rodrigo’s wide-eyed gaze swung to me. “You wereholding hands? Holy shit, I feel like I’ve missed an entire episode.”
“Yeah.” Adam rubbed his forehead. “No fucking kidding. I mean, I’m happy for you, man, but excuse the shock.”
“Oh yeah.” Rodrigo knocked my shoulder with the back of his hand. “Don’t mistake my surprise for not being supportive. I obviously don’t really know Wren, but from our brief meeting, she seems like a sweet girl.”
“She is.” I exhaled a heavy breath to loosen the knot in my chest. I really didn’t want my relationship with Wren questioned. But Adam and Roddy weren’t strangers, and as much as I didn’t like being under a microscope, I knew their intentions were pure. “Thanks, man.”
The three of us entered the building together, and I could tell they were both inspecting my little bird, who was back at her desk, blushing scarlet and sitting ramrod straight.
“Good afternoon. Welcome to Good Music,” she greeted.
Roddy waved. “Hi, Wren.”
