Page 30 of Kiss Me, Darling

She was right. If we were going the wrong way it would be better to find out now instead of later. There wasn’t much traffic so I was able to slow down and then pull off on the side of the highway. Now that I thought about it, we should have hit the interstate by now.Crap.

Lucy searched the back while I dug around my seat, coming up empty.

“When was the last time you remember having it?”

I drove down here completely on memory. Before that…? “In my bedroom.”

“So it’s possible it’s back home?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

She nodded. “And I have a dead phone with no way to charge. We really suck at this.”

At least she was laughing. “Well, we can keep going until we find a sign or we can turn back and retrace our steps. You feeling lucky, Lucy?”

She laughed. “Not really. Although the last time we got lost we found a magical sandbar. So maybe getting lost with you isn’t such a bad thing after all.”

God, that was such a relief to hear. I took her hand in mine. She didn’t flinch or pull away. “Did I do something? The car ride this morning was...quiet.”

“No,” she whispered. I noticed her breathing was suddenly shallower, like when I kiss behind her ear.

“A lot on your mind?”

She grew red. Like really, really red. Her cheeks blushed all the way to the tips of her ears. “Uh, actually, last night I read the beginning of a new script from Lily.”

Well that was unexpected. “And you’re still thinking about it?” If she were deep in thought I suppose that was a good reason to be quiet.

She gulped. “Uh, yes. Yes I am.”

“Is it good or bad?”

She reached for the air vent and moved them all to be blowing on her. “It’s hot in here. Wow. So. Hot.”

It wasn’t hot. At all. I had goosebumps actually. “Okay, what’s going on?”

She sighed, not looking at me. “It was really, really sexy. And I’m sick of being broken up and now all I can think about is...is...sex!”

Oh.

Oh.

I cleared my throat. “Don’t you, uh, think maybe it’s still a little too soon?” For the record, I didn’t. I just wanted to be sure no one woke up tomorrow with a headache and regret.

If I could never feel regret again in my life I’d be a very happy man.

“We’ve been together four years, Scott. If we’re over, we’re over. And I don’t think either of us wants to be over.”

“Absolutely not, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t take all the time in the world—” She grabbed my face and slammed her lips against mine, effectively shutting my dumb ass up.

Thank god. The only downside to my newfound enlightenment was a tendency to overthink and over-talk. I likedthiskind of talking much more. Her fingers curled into my hair and massaged, tugged as she kissed me deeper and with what felt like a hell of a lot of pent up tension.

Home. We needed to get home.

“Let’s try our luck on this road.”

She kissed me again and then frowned. “Fine. What’s the worst that could happen?”

At least I had my wallet. A phone we could live without. A way to pay for food and gas we could not. “It’s getting really dark. Shouldn’t there be more street lighting?”

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