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“What’s your work schedule like next week?”
I shoved a bite of ice cream into my mouth. “Uh, clinicals the day before and after the holiday, and I work Monday, Thursday, and Friday at the restaurant.”
“We’re having a party at my house for the fourth.”
“We?”
He nodded. “Remy told his mom he was having a party so I invited my sister and brother-in-law to come.”
I gulped and set my spoon down. “And they’re coming?” Holy hell. I was going to meet Jay’s family.
“Yeah. They’ll come in the third and leave out the fifth. Remy’s mom and step-dad will be there too, along with what I’m assuming is the rest of the race team.”
Everyone in Jay’s life was going to be there. “And you want me to come?” My stomach dropped to the floor.
“I was hoping you would. I mentioned to Leelee I wanted her to meet you.”
“Uh, yeah?”
“You don’t sound too sure you want to,” he chuckled.
That’s because I wasn’t so sure. “Does she know about the baby?”
He shook his head. “No. I didn’t think that was something I wanted to tell her over the phone.”
“Suppose not,” I mumbled. I grabbed my empty bowl and dropped it in the sink. “Does that mean you plan on telling her while she is here?”
Jay moved from the stove and grabbed my hand. He touched me more now. When he had come in the door tonight, he brushed his fingers down my arm then threaded his fingers through mine. Last night, I had slept in his arms, and even though he had left before I woke up, I could still feel him against me.
He pulled me into his arms and looked down into my eyes.
“You really are tall,” I mumbled. “I wonder if the baby will take after you in height?”
“You trying to avoid talking about my sister coming?” he asked.
“Yes, very much so.”
He chuckled and brushed his hand down my cheek. “You don’t need to worry, Del. I already told you how my sister is. She’s going to love you. Partly because you put me in my place when I need it.”
“I’ve never done that,” I insisted.
“You do it without even knowing it, Del.”
“Oh, well, yeah?” I don’t know how I had ever done that.
“Trust me, Del. You totally do it.”
I sighed. “So, I’m meeting the family?”
“Yup.”
“You’re sure we can’t do it another time?”
“No time like the present, Del.”
“I’m not sure I like that saying,” I mumbled.
“What if I said that about kissing you?”
My breath caught, and my eyes connected with his. “I might change my mind about not liking it,” I whispered.
“I know I’ve kissed you before, and it kills me I can’t remember what your lips feel like.” He brushed his thumb against my lips, and his arm around my waist tightened.
“I remember.” Lord have mercy, did I remember. I had kissed men before Jay, but after his lips touched mine, I couldn’t remember a single kiss besides his.
“Care to jog my memory?”
An invitation I couldn’t resist. I leaned forward, going up on my tiptoes, and closed my eyes as his mouth descended toward me. His lips brushed against mine, and I sighed. I had waited two months to feel this man’s touch again.
It was better than I had remembered.
My hands splayed against his chest, and his hand delved into my hair. His lips gilded against mine, and his tongue slipped into my mouth. They danced together while my hands roamed across his chest and over his shoulders. He pressed me against the counter, and he widened his stance. I was molded against his body, and my core was pressed against his dick.
“Del, son of a bitch,” he swore. “What the hell was that?”
I opened my eyes and gasped. “I...well...” That was amazing for me, but maybe it hadn’t been for him.
“How in the hell could I ever forget a kiss like that?”
I sighed heavily and sagged in his arms. “Thank God. I thought you were going to tell me that was a crappy kiss,” I laughed.
“Far fucking from it, Del.” His hand trailed down my neck and to my side. “Gotta say, now that I know what I had, I’m gonna be fucking greedy when it comes to your kisses.”
“Mine?” I squeaked. Had our kiss been as great for him as it had been for me?
“There isn’t anyone else I want to be kissing right now.” His lips captured mine again, and I relaxed into his hold.
This was what I had been wanting, and I wasn’t going to be an idiot and push him away. Honesty had always been the best policy, even when it meant I needed to be straight to the point.
I wanted Jay right now, and I wasn't sure I would ever tire of this man.
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