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“Had the guy not been a total loser, I’d give him some cred for the classic Eiffel Tower proposal, but mostly, I want to send him into a ditch for ditching you.”
“The trip I ended up getting billed for.” She waves her hand. “But don’t worry, he only put me in debt. I got Luke, so it wasn’t a total loss.”
“You were only married for three weeks, so you get a pass.”
“Wedding night baby. You’re not mad at me for not telling you, though?”
“I have a few skeletons in my closet too. No babies though. Promise.”
“That sounds awful.” Harley shakes her head.
“I just mean I don’t have any children. Not yet.” The hope in my voice is undeniable. “No, I’m not mad at you. I’m upset with myself for not acting faster. For not realizing how I felt about you. For not talking to Brando years ago instead of denying that I wanted you.”
“I don’t understand.”
“I think you do.” I shift so we’re facing each other.
“We had a plan to pretend we’re dating to take the heat off you for backing out of the wedding to Jayda.” Harley’s eyebrows knit together.
“But you took it to the next level.” Our knees bump.
“I did?”
I wink. “The proposal was your idea. I simply made the play. As I said, we make a good team.”
“But this is a game.”
“Is it?”
“Yes, but...”
“You’re surprised by how real it feels?” I plant a kiss on her forehead.
“Yes, but...”
“You wish this were more private, just for us, and not splashed all over the internet for the world to see?” I kiss the space behind her ear, getting a breath of pink bubblegum.
“Yes, but...”
“You’d like a real ring in place of the doughnut?”
“Well, I wouldn’t say no.”
Clasping Harley’s jaw, I say, “I think we both know that this isno longer a game. The games are over. From now on, it’s just honesty, truth, and us.”
“I thought you hated me.”
“You were the one who hated me. You said as much.”
“But only because you acted like you hated me. Everything was a big, fat I-hate-Harley slap to the face.”
“I’m sorry.” And I mean it.
“Me too.”
As the fire dies, the one between us grows, burning hotter than ever. The space between us shrinks.
My pulse kicks as we pick up exactly where we left off the last time we kissed. Our noses brush. Our chests press together.
