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A couple of her friends sighed, and Bea herself melted into his arms fully.He leaned closer to her, the heady scent of her hair, her perfume, her skin, making him lightheaded.“I can’t leave here without knowing I’m yours,” he whispered in her ear.“I love you, Bea Callahan, and I can’t go back to Hilton Head alone.I can’t.”
Her arms came around him, and all of Grant’s muscles sighed in relief.“All right, Grant,” she said.“We can work on being together, even if we’re not in the same state.”
Grant pulled back, searching her face.She smiled at him the way she had on the beach, the way she had during the bonfire, the way she had when he’d dropped her off at the airport, so many promises between them that she’d return and they’d be together.
“All right?”he asked.
She rose onto her toes and pressed her forehead against his.“I didn’t want to break up with you,” she whispered.“I’ve been incredibly unhappy too.”
“Your mama says you got a dog,” he said.“He doesn’t keep you company?”
“Not the way you did,” she said, settling onto her feet again.
“Are you going to tell him you love him or what?”Cass asked, to which a couple of the other women yelled at her to be quiet.
Bea grinned and grinned, finally giggling to go with it.“I was trying to get out of putting everything on the line in front of everyone,” she said.“But I guess that’s not going to happen.”
“You can go outside,” Bessie said, and Grant fell back a step.
“Come meet Fresco,” Bea said, and she led him out the back door while her friends stared.Grant lifted his hand in acknowledgement that he’d ruined their Supper Club dessert, and then he and Bea made it outside.
A cute black and white dog came rumbling over to him and Bea, and Grant crouched down to give the canine a good scrub.“Of course he likes you more than me already,” Bea said dryly.
Grant straightened, dying to kiss her now.“Bea, you’re not upset, are you?”
“No,” she said, sighing.A smile peeked through her discontent.“That was pretty romantic.My friends aren’t going to stop talking about it for weeks.”
“Maybe you should come to Hilton Head until the excitement dies down.”He grinned at her and took her into his arms again.“I know you can’t, and I’m okay with that,” he said.“Really.”
“You know what I’m not okay with?”Bea asked.
Grant tensed, ready to hear it now.“What?”
“The man I love not kissing me yet,” she said, her eyes trained on his mouth.
“The man you…” Grant’s chest expanded all the way for the first time in weeks, and it felt incredible to break through the invisible bands that had been wrapped around his flesh and bones.
“I love you, Grant,” Bea said.
“I love you too.”He kissed her then, and a round of cheering and whooping came from inside the house.Her friends had obviously found somewhere they could see the show, and Grant should’ve pulled away, embarrassed.
But he was kissing Bea, the woman he loved, and he honestly didn’t care who saw them.
