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“I do.” That sounds so simple and ordinary. Something to take my mind off this mess.
“Whatever you decide, I’m happy for you. Besides—” her voice turns dreamy “—Saxon has always been my favorite.”
Her change of pitch has me realizing how insensitive I’m being. Piper has had a crush on Saxon for ages; she even made a move, but like the true gentleman he is, he told her he was flattered but he loved someone else—that person being me. “I’m sorry, Pipe. I didn’t mean…”
“Stop it. Don’t even. No explanation needed. However, an explanation will be required from Sam… He needs to explain why he’s been such an ass.”
“Piper,” I warn. She and Sam have never really seen eye to eye. She’s mentioned on many occasions that I deserve better. But her tactlessness will just make things worse.
“Okay, okay…my lips are sealed. For now. But every dog has its day.” I can’t argue with that, but I don’t say a word. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
“And remember, have fun. You’re allowed to be selfish every now and again.”
I hang up, feeling better. Piper always has the uncanny ability to do this regardless of my mood. I make a mental note to send her a bouquet of unicorn cupcakes.
As I’m tossing back yet another shot of whiskey, a voice akin to sex and molten chocolate floats through the air. “Starting early?”
When Saxon walks through the door, I take a moment to compose myself. His hair is wet and slicked back as if he used his fingers to comb it from his gorgeous face. He’s in all black—black V-neck and black ripped jeans—which makes his tattoos appear all the more vibrant. His feet are bare, and who would have thought feet could be sexy. But as I take in the tall, dark, and handsome, I know Saxon is the epitome of the word.
“Yup.” I clear my throat, managing to push out the word after three attempts.
He saunters—yes, saunters—over with a smirk. If he doesn’t stop looking at me this way, I’m going to leap across this counter and tackle him to the ground. He stops in front of me, knowing I’m enjoying the show.
Leaning on both elbows, he slinks forward, scooping the bottle toward him. He raises it to his lips, and I’m suddenly envious of it. His Adam’s apple bobs as he takes a swig. I close my gaping mouth. Rubbing his lips with the back of his hand, he slides the bottle my way. “That’s good whiskey. Everything all right?” he asks while I rival a statue.
“Y-yes. I just spoke to Piper.”
He smirks. “How is she?”
“She’s Piper.” He laughs, and it’s music to my ears. I don’t want to dampen the mood, but I need to be honest. “Thank you for what you said to Sam.”
“You don’t have to thank me.” He reaches for my hand. “I meant every word.”
“I’m so lucky.” I will never tire of seeing him smile. “Piper wanted to catch up. I feel like I haven’t seen her in forever.”
Saxon raises my fingers to his lips, kissing them gently. “Whatever you want.”
“I thought we were going on a date?” I arch a brow.
“We can go on a date anytime.”
Even though I really want to see Piper, I was also looking forward to spending the night with Saxon. “Maybe we could do both?”
He chuckles, the deep tenor shooting all the way to my toes. “Sounds interesting, quite possibly dangerous, but okay, I’m game. If that’s what you want.”
A giddy ball of excitement I haven’t felt in so long stirs in my belly. I want to let my hair down and just be me. “Thank you.” I leap up, kissing him over the counter. He tastes like mint and heaven.
Every time I allow myself a small reprieve, though, my guilty conscience rears its ugly head. “You think Sam will listen?”
“For now,” he replies, brushing away my furrow lines. “He’s Sam. He does what he wants.” Just as I’m about to second-guess myself, he puts my uneasiness to bed. “But now, no one can say I didn’t warn him. Go and get ready. Let’s get out of this house. We’re going to go out like a normal couple and have fun.”
I can’t mask my excited little yelp but quickly cover my mouth with embarrassment. I sound like a giddy teenager. Saxon grins, removing my hand gently. “It’s a crime to cover those lips. Unless it’s with my mouth.” It seems so unfair he’s as cool as a cucumber while I’m hyperventilating. But if this is what “normal” with Saxon feels like, then bring it on.
“This is so fun!” Piper shouts, spinning in a circle as we wait in line for our drinks. “Let’s double date every weekend.”
Saxon laughs, wrapping his arm low around my waist and drawing me to his side. “Usually, that involves you bringing your own date along.”
