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A red heat flares up my throat and his lips trail along, kissing the flush that he always creates in me. “This isn’t going to dinner,” I fluster.
“Nope.” He lifts me into his arms, and I tangle my legs around his back as he steps us towards the bed. Lowering me gently onto the mattress, his hands skim under my dress, easing over the silky casings of my hold-ups until they get to the edge of my knickers. “We can be late.” His lips curve into one of his delicious smiles.
“There’s late, and then there is this sort of late,” I murmur as I pull his mouth to mine.
“Then this sort of late, we will be.”
“This isn’t the restaurant?”Freddy peers out from the passenger window at the darkness around us.
“No, Sherlock, it’s not.” I yank at the truck’s handbrake, which resists my effort to put on the brakes. I’m driving and the only reason I offered is because I had something important planned before our dinner. So now we are late and then a little bit later.
I’ve driven us to the place where we had our first date, the crazy death-defying sledging that made me realise Freddy was like no other person I knew. “What are we doing here, Amber?” His voice is soft as he turns to face me, sliding his hand along my shoulder.
“I wanted to give you a birthday gift.”
“Here? Amber, that’s a bit rude.” He chuckles and leans in, kissing me in the most distracting way possible. Heat spreads through me again and we may well be even later for dinner than we already are.
“Freddy, wait.” I pull myself away from his mesmerising touch. “I have something I need to say—it’s important.”
“Important?”
“Yes.” I lean back in my seat and weave my fingers through his. “Do you remember when we first came here, and you told me we could be something?”
“Yes?” His tone is hesitant.
“I want you to know that I believed it then and I still believe it now.” I lift his fingers so I can sweep my lips over his knuckles. “I know I’ve done the wrong thing, especially with you and Isaac, but I want you to know that it was never meant to be that way. I never meant to hurt you, or him.” I take a deep breath. “I think it’s time we told Isaac the truth, together, and cement our family once and for all.”
It has to be the right time. Everything is too perfect for it not to be.
To my surprise, Freddy leans in and grabs me in his arms, and his mouth finds mine again, demanding and explorative.
“Freddy,” I interrupt. “Dinner?”
He pulls away his expression slightly dazed. “Dinner.”
As I start the engine and reverse out of the car park, I watch him smile into the wing mirror and it makes my heart sing with happiness. We can be something. The three of us.
