Dani had threatened to kill him. This must be the way she planned to do it. Her dark hair was down around her shoulders and she was wearing earrings that glittered in the sunlight. The purple dress she had on showed off her toned legs and hugged her curves. The supply of oxygen to his brain cut off, and he was pretty sure his heart had stopped a couple of beats ago.
Maybe the key to moving on was distancing herself from Wes. Not all the way. Just a little bit.
Enough to let someone else in.
Kelsey flopped next to him, propping her elbow on the back of the couch so she was facing him. “Do you have something against happiness?”
“Yes. Don’t tell anyone, but I moonlight as the Grinch.
Every second around this girl was asking for trouble and he’d never wanted to be in trouble so bad in his life.
He dipped his head to kiss her again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he slowly lowered her back to the floor. He took his time tasting her lips, her tongue, memorizing the feel of her curves against him. He pulled back and looked into her eyes.
She gripped the front of his shirt, holding him in place. “Don’t stop.”
“No, no more stopping.” He kissed her again, getting lost in the blur of clothes being tossed off, her skin under his fingertips, and the hum of his heart as he fully let himself fall.
She closed her eyes, soaking in the feel of his hand, then opened them and stared at his perfect face as longing wrapped itself around her heart. “If this is a mistake, it’s one I’ll gladly keep making.”
“I don’t think it’s a mistake, I just want to do things the right way.”
“Not everything’s always black and white. And you don’t always have to put what you want on hold for everyone else.
So you like to read? Or listen, anyway?”
“I’ve found it helps me stay on the treadmill longer. But I always like to have a paperback on hand, too. I need to swing by the bookstore for another one, actually.
I remember when all you ever talked about was finding a guy and getting married. You’d hog the TV, watching those sappy chick flicks –“
“Then I grew up and learned why they always end the movie after the guy and girl get together. That’s when everything falls apart.
I couldn’t imagine choosing shopping when sex was an option.
When I look at you, you know what I see?”
I met her gaze, finding it suddenly hard to breathe.
“I see the guy who saw me when no one else did,” she said. “That’s what matters to me. That’s who you are.