Page 149 of Give Me Love

I feel myself blush just as the boys come in.

“Now either you three women were talking about me or Kat’s had too much to drink,” Jace says, grinning as he walks to the fridge.

I roll my eyes. “We weren’t talking about you.” Bryce looks at me from across the room, and I lift my glass to my lips.

“Emily, thanks for breakfast and supper. They were all good, but if you two don’t mind, I’m going to take my girl back.”

“She’s all yours,” Lou says. I slide off the stool.

“Thank you,” I say to them both, and I’m not sure why, but they smile like they know.

“Can I come?” Jace asks as he twists the cap off his bottle.

“No,” we both say in unison.

“Aw, hell, Kat, he’s done turned you already.”

I laugh as we walk down the hallway, out the screen door, and onto the porch. Bryce takes my hand in his, pulling me closer to him. His smell surrounds me, his gorgeous body so close. The air is cool, and a whip-poor-will calls in the night.

“They didn’t make you uncomfortable, did they?” Bryce asks softly.

“Not at all,” I reply. “They made me feel the exact opposite, actually.”

He smiles. “Good. They both like you very much.”

I bite my cheek, so glad that he said that.

“What’s the plan now?” I ask. He looks back at the door and then at me.

“I got an idea.”

My eyes dance between his mischievous ones. “You going to fill me in?”

He chuckles. “Oh yeah, I’ll fill you in.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

Kathrine

“I’m not going as that,” I say to Claire through the phone.

“Come on, Kat. It’ll be fun! We never do anything anymore.”

“We went and saw a movie last weekend,” I say, holding the phone between my shoulder and ear as I slide my desk into the hallway.

“Besides that,” Claire says, and I know she’s rolling her eyes.

“Dude, we talk every day. We go out at least once a week, and we live together. What more do you want?” I move papers and other crap out of my way and take a seat on my desk.

She goes silent for a moment. “I’m sorry. It’s two weeks before Aunt Flow. I’m being needy.”

“No, it’s fine. I get it. I know I’ve been staying at Bryce’s a lot, and I know I’m like your only friend.”

“Fuck you,” she says with a hint of play in her voice.

“I’m kidding. You’remyonly friend.”

She laughs. “That’s better. So, what do you say? Will you be the peanut butter to my jelly?”

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