He gets the clue to drop it.
“Writing it is harder than I imagined.” He leans back and crosses his arms over his head. “Want to know what the most important perk of my book is?” He grins and continues, not waiting for my guess. “No real-life experiences. No drama. It’s simply fiction. And the storyline’s just changed.”
“Changed how?” I narrow my eyes as I regard him, not getting where he’s heading with this. “I thought you were going to recollect your sexual exploits.”
“It’s a little too late for that. I’ve turned it into fiction.” He turns the screen so I can read a few paragraphs. It’s a scene describing a woman stumbling into a bathroom. Judging from Kade’s description of her, and the dialogue, there’s no mistaking.
No, he didn’t!
“You’re writing about us?” I ask, flabbergasted.
“No. My story’s about a guy who’s a sex addict and he meets someone who’s in love with the idea of being in love.”
“That sounds like us.”
He shrugs, grinning. “Coincidence.”
I let out a laugh. “What are their names, Kade?”
“Kale and Viss.” His grin widens.
“Clever.” I return his smile. “Sounds like a coincidence, indeed. With those names, it would never cross anyone’s mind that you might be writing about us. So, what happens next?”
“You tell me.” His expression turns serious again. “Will she make a decision or not? That’s the big question. What do you think, Vicky?”
The insinuation is unmistakable. It’s clear he’s asking about us.
It’s been a few days since we made out.
A few days can be a long time.
I shift closer and lean into him, whispering into his ear so he’s the only one who can hear what I have to say. “I think she wants to. Very much so. I came to a decision last week, Kade.”
“I hope it’s the right one.” His eyes meet my glance, questioning, probing. At my nod, he smiles. “Is that why you’re here?”
“Yes,” I whisper. My heart’s pounding in my chest. I don’t know why, but the fact that my ridiculous attraction to him is out in the open makes me feel excited, almost anticipatory. As though I can’t wait to find out where this might be taking me.
“Good. That settles it then.” His fingers trail over the back of my hand, the motion gentle. But there’s a fire in it, a spark that’s searing my skin. “Where do you think they would want to do it?”
My body begins to tingle all over. “Near the ocean,” I whisper. “They would do near the water.”
His lips cock into a sexy grin. “You sure? It might get a bit cold.”
I ponder my choice for a moment. The image of my legs wrapped around Kade’s naked hips drives a pang of heat to my face. I can almost feel his hard body against me, inside me.
“I think so, yes,” I whisper, averting my gaze before he realizes just how much the idea intrigues me. “They would keep each other warm.”