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He moved his head just a fraction closer before his lips met mine in the softest kiss I’d ever experienced.His lips against mine stirred the butterflies in my stomach again, and I closed my eyes, taking in each second of this new connection between us.He tasted sweet, like the cookies we’d been eating, and I wanted more of this.Of him.
He slid his hand down my arm, then let it rest on my waist, gently moving me closer.Breaking the kiss for a moment, he softly said, “Come here.”
He placed his other hand on my side, guiding me onto his lap so I was straddling him, my knees on either side of his thighs.I didn’t have time to think as he moved a hand around to the back of my neck and pulled me in to kiss him again, his scruffy beard occasionally tickling my chin.I wound my arms around his neck, relishing in the slow dance of our lips moving together to a silent beat.
What are you doing?
The question hit me like a lightning bolt, but I couldn’t stop kissing him.Being pressed against him, his firm chest close to mine… it felt so comfortable.Soright.
Whatever reasons I had for not giving into any kind of feelings for him, they didn’t compare to the sheer bliss of being close to him.Not just physically, either.Something had changed in him over the past few days.Something that had allowed me to slip through some of his defences.He laughed more, frowned less.His mood was lighter, and it was as if he was letting me get to know the real him.The man behind the moody blogger he portrayed online.
But the physical part was pretty freaking great too.
His hands slid down my back, tightening around me, and a small sigh escaped my lips as I pulled back slightly to look at him.His eyes were dark with what looked like lust, and the memory of Gaby saying something similar caused me to swallow back a giggle.
“What just happened?”I asked, remaining pressed against him.
He twisted his lips to the side as if thinking hard about the question.“I think I kissed you.”
“Ohhh,” I said, nodding over-exaggeratedly.“It’s been a while.I’d forgotten what that felt like.”
Donovan smiled, and I matched it with one of my own.“I’d really like to do that again.”
“Me too, but...”I trailed off, unsure what my next words were.Was there even a but?I knew all the reasons I’d decided nothing could happen between us, but now it had.And I liked it.Liked his hands on my back and his lips on mine.
“Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?”
His words broke the train of overthinking I’d been about to hop on, and I said, “Tonight?”
“Yeah.”He brushed his lips against mine again.
“What did you have in mind?”
“What would you like to do?Dinner?A movie?”He paused, knowing there weren’t many date places close by.
After considering his question for a moment, I said, “There is something on our list we could do that might be a bit date-like.”
He raised an eyebrow.“Late night cruising?”
“Yeah.It doesn’t have to be late; it just needs to be dark.Maybe we could go and grab a drink somewhere after.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.What time do you want me?”
Now.
I shook the thought away, but my cheeks heated anyway.“About seven?I’ll drive because I know where I want to go.”
“Okay.That works for me.”
A wave of heady joy mixed with trepidation, arousal, and shock washed over me all at once, and I wanted to launch myself at him and run away at the same time.Unable to decide, I leaned into him, resting my forehead on his shoulder as overwhelm took over me.
This was a lot.One minute, we’d been talking to his parents, and the next, I was on his lap, and we were joined at the lips.I was trying to pretend every part of my body wasn’t aching to be closer to him, inhaling the scent of cookies, hot chocolate, and his usual aroma of… whatever body wash he used.It was cool fresh, and sexy.
Donovan tightened his arms around me, and I snuggled closer, allowing him to make me feel safe, even though there was nothing safe about the way I felt in that moment.
“This is scary for me too,” he said, one hand slowly rubbing up and down my back.“I didn’t...”he trailed off.
I wanted to ask what he was going to say but was unsure if I would like his answer, so I let it go.The fact he understood my trepidation was oddly reassuring.It wasn’t a bad kind of scary; not for me, anyway.It was more that it was unexpected.Not even that.It was that itshouldhave been unexpected, but it wasn’t.Something seemed to have drawn us together.The connection had been simmering since the day he walked back into my life, and now there was no way to go back.To pretend it wasn’t there and we were merely two people hanging out.
