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He smiled as if he’d known what I’d say all along. He picked me up and twirled me around, laughing in a carefree way that helped to cement my choice. Choice. It was mine, and he gave that to me.
“We’ve been together all this time. Just nottogethertogether.” He set me on my feet and bent so his face was only inches from mine. “May I?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
He brushed his lips against mine and squeezed his eyes shut. I couldn’t take mine off of him. He was beautiful, his features sculpted by the outdoors. Pleasure, genuine and unadulterated, eased the creases around his eyes.
His kiss was gentle, yet sure. He didn’t hesitate or treat me like I was breakable. He explored, and I succumbed, giving over to the feelings I’d denied for far too long.
I stretched to tangle my fingers in his hair. He hardened against my stomach. A prick of fear edged into my brain. Instead of giving in to it, I focused on how good his touch felt.
My hands explored, drifting across his shoulders down his chest. A rumble vibrated from him into me. Everything else disappeared. All that remained were the two of us and the possibility for more. The things I’d dared not hope for crept in. I shared them through the kiss until both of us were breathless.
When we came up for air, I was trembling with need.
He rubbed my arms. “You’re cold.”
“I’m a lot of things, but cold definitely isn’t one of them.”
His pleasure at that revelation was evident on his face. “This doesn’t count as our third date.”
“I thought we were past that.”
“We are. But I still want to take you to lunch.” He stood taller, determined.
“You have to follow through, don’t you?” His commitment to everything he started caused me to consider the possibility he wouldn’t give up on me, even when things were difficult.
“Something like that.”
“When do you want to go?” The idea of a date with him wasn’t nearly as frightening as it had been before.
“Haven’t decided yet. I’ll let you know when I do.”
“Do we have any ice cream?”he asked, his head inside the freezer.
“Top shelf. I think there’s vanilla and butter pecan.”
“And caramel apple pie flavor.” He produced a small tub.
I blushed. “I didn’t want you to find that.”
“You’d keep something from me?” His attempt to appear wounded failed when the lines around his eyes crinkled. “I thought we shared.”
“Mostly.” I offered him a spoon.
His phone vibrated.
“Do you mind?” he asked.
“It could be important.” He put the phone on speaker.
“Kane Zegas, you aren’t charging me double for calling after hours, I hope.” He sounded lighter. I hoped I had something to do with that.
“Next time you plan on making headlines, could you at least give me a heads up?” The attorney did not sound pleased.
Stone tensed, his shoulder muscles flexing. “I’m in the news all the time.”
“Not for making threats against people.”
