AllFreeNovel
Share Us
His tongue slipped in, and my hands moved on instinct to his hair as I urged him closer.
God. I’d never been kissed like this, not before Finn.
A loud noise pulled me from my daze, and I realized Carl was clearing his throat, reminding us that he was there.
Finn pulled back. “Don’t stay out too late, Miney. I’ll be waiting for you.”
“Yeah, of course,” I said, my words breathy as I patted my bun into place, and Carl pulled the door open and walked briskly away from us toward his car.
I turned around and gave two thumbs-up to Finn as I couldn’t hide the smile spreading across my face, and whispered, “So freaking good. I think we’re getting under his skin. Have fun with your brothers.”
I tugged the door closed and jogged down the walkway to where Carl was holding the passenger door open for me.
“Sorry about that. He just can’t keep his hands to himself sometimes,” I said as I slipped into the car and reached for the buckle.
“I can see that.” He closed my door and was in the seat beside me quickly. I noticed the way his jaw clenched as he stared out the window at the road.
The drive to the restaurant was quiet, and I suddenly felt a little awkward. It had been a year since we’d spent any real time together. So much had changed, and I didn’t know how to feel about that. There was this nagging fear that we might not be able to get back to what we had before, and then what? I’d be single for the rest of my life and living in my best friend’s guest room?
Don’t overthink it.
You were engaged to this man.
You want to spend your life with him.
He surprised me when he pulled into the driveway of his house and came around to open my door.
“Oh. I thought you said that we were going to Reynolds’?”
“I just figured we’d have so many people in our business if we went there, and I ordered us takeout from your favorite Italian restaurant. It’ll be delivered in fifteen minutes.”
My heart squeezed at his words.
He remembered.
He’d made an effort for us to be alone because he missed me.
“The ravioli and the Caesar salad?” I asked.
“Of course. It’s what you always chose when it was your turn to pick.” He put the key in the door and pushed it open for me to walk in.
I sucked in a breath. I was supposed to be living here by now.
It looked exactly the same. Mid-century modern décor. I’d helped him decorate it when he’d bought the place, even though I found his style to be a bit cold for my liking. I’d planned to warm it up once I’d moved in.
“I could have just driven here. You just mentioned that Finn’s house was on the way to the restaurant,” I said, slipping my coat off and hanging it on the coat rack by the door.
“I wanted to come get you.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and studied me. “You look good, Reese. I think London agreed with you. Or it’s just that your new boyfriend makes you really happy.”
Here we go.
Should I tell him the truth?
My heart raced, and the words were on the tip of my tongue.
But for whatever reason, I couldn’t say them.
He was dating someone. Carl’s relationship was real. I wasn’t ready to admit that mine wasn’t.
