Page 36 of Stolen Kisses
Krista nodded. “The store is about two hours from here. I Googled it last night. We’ll be arriving there as soon as it opens.”
Noah pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward the interstate. “What is the place called?”
“Sugar and Spicy.”
Noah nearly spewed the coffee he’d just sipped across the windshield. “What?”
Krista burst into laughter. “I told you I had to get some romantic items for Grace. You said you didn’t mind.”
“I thought you meant flowers or cute little heart-shaped candies or something.”
Krista continued laughing, holding her side like she did when she found something hilarious. “You offered. It’s no big deal. I’m sure you’ve seen sex toys before.”
Noah covered one ear, gripping the steering wheel hard with the other. “Jack is my brother. Grace is going to be my sister-in-law. Thinking about them with toys is extremely gross.” He shuddered.
Krista swatted his shoulder. “Stop. Just don’t think about them. You can help me pick out what you would want if it was your honeymoon.”
And that topsy-turvied his whole mood back from grossed-out to turned-on.
“Not that you’d ever go on a honeymoon because you’re a forever bachelor.”
He nodded. “That’s right.” He shifted uncomfortably, his pants suddenly getting snug in certain places.
“Grace is too embarrassed to go inside a place like that herself, but she and Jack haven’t experimented yet…”
Noah held up a hand. “I don’t need the details. Really.”
Krista shook her head and sipped more of her coffee. “I’m not embarrassed to go in, but I’m also not experienced in things like that.”
Noah glanced over. He really shouldn’t ask. “You’ve never tried toys in the bedroom?”
Her cheeks flushed, and those places in his pants got even snugger. His imagination went wild.
“Yes, of course.” Krista’s laugh was laced with nerves. “I mean, I’ve tried some stuff.”
He lifted a brow.Don’t ask, Noah. Asking can only spell trouble.“Like what?”
“A lady never tells.”
Noah held up a finger and waved it at her as he drove. “Unless it’s her best friend. A lady tells her best friend everything.”
She hesitated, then rolled her eyes with a sigh. “Well…you know those condoms that have little spikes?”
Yeah, he should stop this conversation cold in its tracks. “That’s the extent of your experimentation?”
Krista shrugged. “I haven’t had too many serious relationships, you know. Experimenting is for people you’re serious about.”
He felt her gaze turn on him.
“You’ve never been in a serious relationship that I know of,” she said.
Noah glanced over. He’d never told Krista about the girl he’d dated during his brief stint in college. The one he’d thought he’d gotten pregnant for a millisecond before the extreme relief that it’d only been a false alarm. They’d been somewhat serious, but he’d never been in love with her. He cleared his throat and pushed the memory away. “I don’t agree that you have to be in a serious relationship to experiment. I think two consenting adults can do what they want.”
“That’s the difference between you and me.”
“Yep.” And he’d be wise to remember that. He didn’t do serious relationships. Not anymore. And Krista wanted serious. She wanted the whole kit and caboodle that he would never be able to offer her.
After a moment of awkward silence, Krista pulled the pillow that she’d tossed in the backseat to her and wedged it between her head and the side window. “Wake me when we get there,” she said. “Since you’re so experienced, you can help me decide what Grace and Jack might enjoy on their honeymoon.”
