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“Yes. No.” I kissed her again, pressing her back into the cabinets as she laughed against my mouth. “Maybe.”
She sucked on the tip of my tongue and sighed when she pulled away. “That was such a good kiss.”
It was my turn to smile the smug smile. My turn to study the flush of her chest, the way her lips were puffy and pink from my mouth.
For a moment, all we did was stare. I studied her face, cataloging the damage I’d done with my hands and lips and tongue. She’d have a bruise on her neck, just above her collarbone. Charlotte traced a fingerover the curve of my shoulder, and I realized she’d scratched just hard enough with her fingernails that I had a red mark.
I started to lean in again, relishing this pause before we decided how to proceed. I could kiss her while we did, though. Before I stopped to think about the ramifications of what we’d done, I could continue to memorize her lips and try to name the way her tongue tasted on mine.
My phone rang where I’d set it on the table next to the door.
Because of fucking course it did.
She laughed. Her thumb traced along my bottom lip. “Your glare is terrifying,” she whispered.
“Am I glaring?”
Charlotte nodded.
Because I want to keep kissing you forever, and it’s too soon to think anything of the sort.
I kept those words in too.
The phone stopped.
I exhaled her name, and I saw the way she braced herself for whatever I was about to say next. Then she held up her hand.
Charlotte tilted her chin at the phone. “We should call a plumber anyway.”
“Oh.” I glanced around at the kitchen. Water. Burst pipe. “Right.” With a disgruntled sigh, I pulled away. My phone started ringing again. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” I muttered.
It was Tansy.
I glanced heavenward and said a small prayer for patience before I answered.
“Yeah,” I said.
“I need you at home,” she said.
My head snapped up at the tears in her voice. “What is it?”
“I ... I think Felicia has appendicitis. My neighbor said Ford can come to her house until you get here, but I need to take her to the emergency room.”
“Shit, okay. I’ll see if I can get a flight out tonight.” I glanced at my watch with a frown. “It’s gonna be tight.”
“Thank you.” She sighed. “Just send me a text if you find something.”
Charlotte joined me, typing furiously on her phone. She tilted the screen in my direction. There was a flight in less than two hours. “Tans, I gotta go. I might be able to grab a seat on the last flight through Detroit.”
“Okay.” Her voice wobbled.
“Tansy,” I said. “Listen to me. She will be fine.”
“I know.”
I hung up, my chin dropping to my chest as I let out a weighted exhale. When I lifted my head, Charlotte gave me a tiny smile.
“You better go,” she said quietly.
