Page 85 of The Gathered Fragments of Us
He looked up, responded with a small, nervous smile, "you'll see."
"Okay, can we go down now?"
"Nope! Need four more minutes."
"Seriously? Caden! Why?! I need coffee!" I was a little exasperated. Coffee was my liquid gold and starting my day without it could be dangerous—to others.
His smile grew, but his face was pleading with me to agree. "I know, but it'll only be a few more minutes."
I blew out a breath, "Okay," flopping my hands out at my side, "well what will we do for four minutes?"
"I could think of a few things!" he responded with a wink as he meandered closer to me.
Backing up, I laughed, "get outta here."
"Hey! You gave me a raincheck!"
"I did?" I feigned surprise.
"Yes! I distinctly remember that from just a few minutes ago!" He winked, clearly remembering my words from last night about the bath.
Sighing with resignation, I responded, "Well, a raincheck is a raincheck, I guess I'll have to pay up."
"Damn straight."
With that, he ran his hands along either side of my neck, pushing his fingers through my hair. Massaging my scalp, he looked me in the eyes with honesty, lust, regret, pain, joy, love—all the feels.
Leaning forward, he touched his nose to mine, gently rubbing his nose back and forth over mine. He touched his lips to mine. He kissed me softly at first—so softly I almost missed it. His lips traced around mine before finally settling, until I couldn’t tell where his stopped and mine began. I felt his passion and his love pouring from him into mine, warming my soul and feeding my own passion.
Wrapping my arms around him, I felt my fingers run down the curve of his back to the tops of his buttocks, grabbing the edges of his shirt—just to hold on, almost for dear life.
This was a kiss. This was probably a kiss for our record books. As we stood there, we were lost in each other—in the moment. I couldn't tell you how long we were there. Definitely more than four minutes, that's for sure.
And then I felt the buzz. His phone was buzzing with a call in his back pocket. He pulled away, breathing heavily, "damn," he whispered.
"You got that right. Haven't felt that in a long time, you know." I whispered back.
Quietly, he responded, "I know. And I hate that, but not anymore." He reached back with his right hand, keeping his left buried in my hair and his forehead leaning on mine.
Bringing his phone to his ear, he breathlessly said, "yeah?"
I could hear the voice on the other side of the line, "what are you doing? You running a marathon? You know what? Never mind, I just realized you're in your room with Felicity, and I really don'twant to know what you and my sister-in-law are getting into right now."
I laughed, recognizing Cash's voice. I heard a few laughs in the background too though and looked at Caden questioningly.
Caden laughed a bit too, "no, no you do not!"
I blushed, dipping my head. I looked at him and said, "coffee!" trying to make sure he remember my desperate need for the nectar of the gods.
He asked Cash, "is it ready?"
"It is."
Caden looked at me while saying into the phone, "Okay, we're on our way."
He ended the call and stepped back, looking down at my feet, "you may want to put some shoes on."
"What? Why? Where are we going?"
