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It was a kiss I could still feel tingling on my lips, one I knew I’d relive every time I closed my eyes tonight.
It was the kind of kiss I’d written so many times—the one that came with high stakes, sparked something in the relationship, made a difference to someone.
And I’d experienced it myself for the first time in my life.
Thekiss.
The one that had most certainly changed everything between us.
The one I’d relive in my mind a thousand times before I saw him again.
The one that had me well and trulyfucked.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
ELLIE
Chaos Is A Way of Life
“Kev, you need to slow down.” I trapped my phone between my ear and shoulder as I poured hot water from the kettle into my mug. “I can’t hear you.”
“Aaron proposed to me!” he screeched down the line.
I almost dropped the bloody kettle.
“Hang on. Hang on.” I put the kettle back on the base and held my phone properly. “Aaron proposed? Are you getting married?”
“Yes! No! I don’t know, Ellie!”
Oh, good.
I needed a hysterical brother when I was having my own chaotic era.
“Kevin, you need to breathe. I need you to breathe.”
“I’m breathing. I’m breathing.” The line crackled to say he was, in fact, breathing. “I don’t know.”
“How can you not know? Surely you answered him.”
“No, not really,” he replied slowly. “Actually, I think I stared at him for several minutes in complete silence before he left.”
“Left? Where did he go? You live together.”
“I don’t know!” His voice was creeping up in decibels again. “His mum’s, maybe. Or his dad’s place. He doesn’t live far away. I panicked, Ellie!”
“Breathe, Kevin!”
The line hissed and crackled again, so loudly that I had to pull my phone away from my ear for a second.Ooft. This was a tough phone call.
Not because of the content, but because Kev was a drama queen at the best of times.
Seriously. If there was a spider? The entire country would know in five minutes.
I took my cup of tea outside so I could sit on the front steps. I’d seen Winston for all of ten minutes this morning before he’d disappeared once again, but since Max hadn’t been bothered yesterday, I left the door open behind me.
Apparently, my cat now had the freedom to come and go as he pleased.
That seemed like a dangerous thing to allow him, if I was honest.
