Page 58 of Just My Type
“Oh, good, there’s two of you.” Hannah rolls her eyes, but I can tell it’s just for form because a smile plays across her lips.
“Morning, Gorgeous,” I say, leaning in to kiss her. It’s a little test of sorts. We’ve kissed a lot. Like, a lot a lot, but never in front of my family, and I’m curious how she’ll respond. I’m delighted when she wraps her arms around my waist and leans into me, prolonging the kiss. Her tongue plays along my bottom lip, and I open for her, letting her inside. She tastes like toothpaste and happiness, and I love this morning so damn much.
“Don’t you think it’s a little early for this?” She asks when we break apart, gaze bouncing between Cooper and me.
“Nu-uh, Han. I have plans for you today.”
“Okay but can you maybe schedule our plans for later in the day next time? I was up late last night.” Her grumpy expression breaks, a grin spreading over her face. “I wrote two chapters after we came down from the roof.”
“Hot damn!” I say, leaning down to take her mouth again. “We love to see it.”
“Okay, Jesus, you like each other, I get it. Why does everyone have to kiss all over this house all the time?” Cooper mutters, his tone aggrieved.
I chuckle, breaking the kiss and handing Hannah her coffee and the bag of chocolate chip muffins, wrapping an arm around her waist to tug her against my side. “I think what you need is a girl of your own. When was the last time you did some kissing around here?”
Cooper sighs, leaning back against the wall again. “In thedim, dark past, before an automaton disguised as a lawyer took over my life and robbed me of anything resembling leisure time.”
“Your coworker still emailing you at four in the morning?” Hannah asks, shifting her attention to Cooper.
“Like clockwork. What do you guys have going on today?”
“I think that question is for you,” Hannah says, smiling up at me. “Noah has a weird thing about everything we do being a surprise.”
I grin, dropping a kiss on top of her head. “We’re driving to Nantasket Beach. Want to come, Coop?”
Hannah’s eyes light up. “I love the beach. Blow off the day and come with us Cooper. Sounds like no one needs a break more than you do.”
Cooper groans. “I fucking wish. Not all of us can take the summer off. I have to go transform myself into a lawyer and get to work. I should be there already.”
“It’s not even eight in the morning.” Hannah takes a sip of her latte and makes that happy hum I love so much.
“Evan gets in at six.”
Hannah grimaces. “Yikes. BigLaw is not for the weak.”
Cooper shakes his head, pushing off the wall. “No, it fucking isn’t. Have fun, you guys. I’ll see you later.”
“Can you come to disaster movie night tomorrow night?” Hannah asks. “Jo wants to go old school withDeep Impact.”
Jo and Jordan have a weird obsession with disaster movies, so a couple times a month we all pile into their apartment and watch one with an array of takeout options and popcorn mixed with candy. It’s a tradition they started in New York when they first got together last summer, and they brought it here with them when they moved. It’s fun, and I especially love the way Hannah is talking about it. Like she’s a part of our traditions too. Like she’s going to stay.
I really want her to stay.
“I’ll try,” Cooper says, looking pained, like going to work isthe very last thing he wants to do right now and for the first time, I’m concerned.
“Try hard, okay?” I ask, laying a hand on his shoulder.
He looks at me and nods. “I will. Have a good day. Later, Hans.” Cooper leans in and kisses Hannah’s cheek and then trots down the stairs.
“Do you think he’s okay?” Hannah asks quietly, her eyes glued to his retreating back.
“I really don’t know,” I admit, following her gaze. “I’m going to keep an eye on him.”
“It’s nice,” Hannah says, turning to face me and laying her free hand on my chest. “How the four of you are together. How close you are. I like being here to see it.”
“I like that you’re here to see it. To be a part of it. I just like you, period.” I lean in to kiss her.
“You’re one of the good ones, Noah Wyles,” Hannah says, the look on her face quietly intense when she locks her gaze with mine. There’s something in her eyes that has me pausing, looking for an extra second before kissing her again.
