Page 91 of That One Night
“She’s even worse in real life.”
“I think I can cope with that.” He stepped forward until there were only a couple of inches between them. “How’s your day been?”
“Pretty good.” Emery let out a breath. “Did you see the for sale sign?”
“Yeah, I saw it. Jed was out there when I went by, actually. We had a very interesting conversation.”
“What kind of conversation?” she asked him.
“The kind of conversation where he pretty much admitted that he knows about us.”
“He knows?” Her eyes widened. “He never said anything.” Thank God. Her cheeks pinked up. “What did he say?”
“Just that you seem happy. And he thought there might be a guy involved. And whoever he was better treat you right.”
“So what makes you think he suspects?”
“Because the way he was looking at me made it clear he knew it was me.”
“Oh.” She put her hand over her face. “I’m so embarrassed. First him, now Maisie. Have they managed to scare you away yet?”
He gently peeled her hand away. “No. It’s funny. And sweet. And I like that people care about you.” He caught her eye. “I care too.”
There it was, that little thud of her heart against her ribcage. She looked at her watch. “I need to get back. My mom…”
“She doing okay?” he asked.
And if that didn’t make her want to swoon, she wasn’t sure what would. He cared about her. He cared about the people she cared about.
She was starting to get used to it.
“I’m going to tell her about the engagement ending when I get back.”
His eyes caught hers. “You want me to be there?”
“It’s probably best if I do it alone. And anyway, you need to stop being so sweet.”
“I can’t. I’m naturally that way.” He grinned. “But if you need me just let me know.”
“I will,” she breathed. “I really should go.”
He walked her to the door and she stepped out onto his deck. God, she wished they could stay here all night.
“Soon,” he murmured, like he could read her mind. “This will all be out in the open. We won’t have to hide anymore.”
He looked so happy at that thought that she couldn’t help but grin, too. She threw her arms around him, rolling onto her tiptoes to kiss him. “God, I can’t wait.”
His mouth was warm. Welcoming. The way he moved it against hers sent a shiver down her spine. He slid his hand down her back, pulling her closer, until their bodies touched. Shecould feel the thick ridge of his excitement pressed against her belly.
“Come over later,” he told her.
“I’ll try.”
“And if you don’t come over, call me.”
“I’ll definitely do that.” She kissed him again and stepped back, a grin pulling at her lips.
It reflected the smile he was giving back to her.
