Page 58 of Kissed By Her

Her eyes focused on the screen as she laughed at something on the show. She still ate her ice cream carefully, but her posture was completely different than it had been when she’d first walked in.

I went back to my own sundae and tried to watch the show, but I couldn’t stop glancing at Honor every time she laughed. Fuck, I loved that sound. Completely infectious.

“I wish I could pull off an outfit like that,” Honor said, nodding at the character on the screen wearing a sweater set in bold blocks of color.

“You could pull it off,” I said.

“I don’t think so,” she said, shaking her head.

“Oh, come on, you’re gorgeous. You’d work it,” I said, rolling my eyes.

Honor set her empty bowl down on the coffee table.

“Was that a compliment?”

“Can the truth be a compliment?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.

Honor sighed.

“What? You’re gorgeous. This is an objective fact,” I said.

“I think many people would disagree with you.”

“Those people are entitled to their opinions. They’re wrong, but they can think that,” I said. Why were we fighting about this? How ridiculous.

“You sure know how to flatter a woman,” Honor said, shaking her head.

“Like I said, it’s not flattery if it’s true.”

“I give up,” Honor said, chuckling softly.

“Do you want another brownie? Or a drink?”

“A drink would be great,” she said, and I made some more tea as Honor watched the show and then brought it back to her.

“Thank you,” she said. “You’ve fed me twice now, so I’m going to have to repay you.”

“Invite me over,” I said, feeling a little bold.

“How about I take you out?” Honor said.

“Is there something wrong with your house? Is it haunted?” I whispered the last part.

“It’s not haunted. Ghosts aren’t real.”

I gasped. “Okay, we need to have a conversation about that later, but back to your house.”

“I don’t invite people over,” Honor said. “I like my privacy.”

Fine. If she wanted to set that boundary, then I wasn’t going to be an asshole about it.

“That’s fair. Do I get to choose the restaurant?” I asked.

“I get veto power,” she said. “I’m not eating at any restaurant that has a singing fish on the wall.”

I burst out laughing. “Okay, no singing fish. That’s fair.”

She told me about some of her favorite places to eat and we agreed on a few of them.

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