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“You sound surprised.”
“You continue to surprise me every day,” she admits.
“I do?” I ask. “I’m still me. Still the same ole Garrett I’ve always been.”
“You are,” she agrees. “But more than that. You are my Garrett. But then there’s this.” She motions along my body, and my lips tilt.
“What?”
“You’re seriously hot.”
I chuckle at her direct statement as hope builds inside me. “Oh, am I?”
She nods. “And it’s not only that either. But—”
“But?”
“It’s confusing,” she murmurs, resting her head against my chest again.
“How so?”
“You’re my best friend.”
“I am.”
“And my husband.”
“True again,” I say.
“You kissed me.”
“And I want to kiss you again,” I confess, the bravery I felt moments ago lingers.
“I feel like I shouldn’t want that.”
I sigh, ready to let her go again. “Is that what you want? To not want that? To not want me?”
This is normal. I’m the friend, not the love interest. When am I going to accept that?
“No,” she says sharply, her eyes coming up so she’s focused on me again. “As unsure as I feel about so much of our whole arrangement, I know what I want. Even if I can’t explain why. Do you have any idea how sexy it was to watch you defend me? How turned on I was when you growled at him to leave me alone? That I was yours?”
Her chest rises and falls faster than before. She means what she’s saying. What I said—and apparently how I said it—is an aphrodisiac for her.
“You are,” I rasp out. Her pupils dilate, the brown irises darkening to nearly black.
“Say it again.”
“You are mine,” I repeat.
I don’t give her the chance to respond, claiming her lips with my own as soon as I finish my sentence. My tongue drags along the seam of her lips, demanding entrance that she readily gives me. The feel of her fingers where they dig into my biceps has me wishing I could feel the prick of her nails on my skin. I grip her hips, fingers flexing to press her closer to me. To feel the effect she has on me. She whimpers, and I catch the sound, not letting it leave the fusion of our mouths.
Mia breaks the kiss first.
“Take me home, Garrett,” she demands.
I wait until her gaze locks with mine before I answer. “If I take you home, you know what that means, right?”
Biting her lip, she shakes her head.
