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I let one hand rest on the small of her back and thread the other one into her curls at the side of her head. When she draws back and tilts her head up to look at me, our eyes lock and the tension between us snaps tight.
We stare at each other for one beat, then two, then the pull to her becomes too much and I lower my lips to hers. She sighs into our kiss, spurring me on, letting me know she wants this. The first press of my lips to hers is a mixture of relief and escalation. Relief because I’ve wondered since I first met her years ago what it would feel like to kiss her. But now that I know, it only drives my fervor for her higher.
With the first brush of my tongue against the seam of her lips, her fingers dig into the muscles of my back and she opens to me. I devour her as if I can’t get enough, and truth be told, I can’t. I’m surrounded by her scent, the feel of her and my erection presses into her stomach. When she purposely pushes into it, the friction causes me to tighten my hand in her hair.
She moans into my mouth, and I capture the sound, swallowing it down. Even though I want her more than I’ve ever wanted anyone, I pull away and rest my forehead on hers. There’s little doubt that if I picked her up right now and took her to my bed, she’d let me have her. But she has a lot going on in her head and could use the time to make sure she really wants to take this further.
We both catch our breath for a moment, then I say, “I take it you’re not mad that I kept Zeus?”
She laughs and drops her head to my chest, shaking her head from side to side. “Not mad at all. I’ll text the lady to let her know the change of plans.”
“Sounds good. Now, let’s go watch our show.”
She pulls away and gives me a brilliant smile. “Our show. I like the sound of that.” Her cheeks pinken with her words.
“Me too, sunshine.”
We cuddle up on the couch with our cat and watch another episode, both of us seeming content to take this new layer to our relationship as it comes.
Seventeen
Twyla
The day I’ve been dreading is finally here.
It’s the day that was supposed to be my wedding day. I haven’t told any of the girls, and when Miles called earlier today to ask if I wanted to go for dinner with him after he’s done watching tape with the team, I told him I preferred to be alone. It took some convincing, but he eventually gave in.
Mathew and I would’ve been married by now. It’s four o’clock and we were supposed to be married at one. Right now, we probably would have been having our pictures taken. Pictures I thought we’d be showing our grandchildren one day.
Kiwi is cuddled up with me on the couch while I stare at some home improvement show I haven’t been paying any attention to when there’s a knock on the door. Not in the mood for company and figuring it’s probably my brother disregarding my request, I ignore it, but whoever it is knocks again. I blow out an annoyed breath and roll off the couch, getting an irritated yip from Kiwi for moving her out of her comfortable position.
I’m still wearing my pajamas from this morning as I whip open the door without looking to see who it is, ready to cuss out Miles for not leaving me alone even though the concierge should stop him. But it’s Chase standing there. I can’t even muster up the ability to be embarrassed that he’s witnessing the fact I’m still dressed in my pajamas and have clearly done nothing with myself today.
“Hey,” I say.
Even in my current state of mind, my lips tingle in remembrance of our kiss the other night. It was all-consuming and no part of me wanted to end things there, but I could tell Chase was trying to be respectful, even if his erection was pressed into my stomach.
“Hey. How are you?” He pushes past me into the condo.
I let the door close and turn to face him, trying to muster up a smile. “I’m good.”
He frowns. “I know what today is.”
I brush past him into the living room and lie down on the couch. “Yeah, what about it?”
He steps into the room and looks down at me from the side of the couch, hands on his waist. “How are you? It must be a hard day for you.”
I shrug. “Kind of. But I’ll be all right.”
Chase blows out an annoyed breath. “Stop pretending everything is all right. It’s okay to be pissed off or upset. You might be full of sunshine, but you don’t have to shine all the time like the actual goddamn sun.”
I slowly sit up, eyes narrowed. “I’m not pretending anything.”
He scoffs. “Bullshit.”
My mouth presses into a thin line for a beat before I can say anything, then I throw my hands in the air. “Okay, today sucks! Is that what you want to hear? All I can think about is what I should have been doing today. Then I feel sorry for myself, even if I don’t want Mathew back in my life. It’s confusing and sad and pisses me off that I still feel anything about it. Is that what you want to hear?”
The tiniest of smiles breaks through his stern features. “Exactly what I was hoping to hear. Now go get dressed, we’re going out.”
