Page 186 of Heartless
I kissed her until she moaned in my mouth.
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After dessert, Sienna, who was curled up against me while Cam and Jo’s low voices filtered from the kitchen, lifted her mouth to my ear.“Is it me or Camila and Jodie are a little tense?”
I’d picked up on that too.“Couples fight, baby.”
Cam’s voice got louder.“That has nothing to do with my feelings for you.Nothing!”
Sienna sat up and whipped her frown at me.“Should we go?”
Jo stomped out of the kitchen closely followed by Cam.Both women’s faces were flushed.
Cam’s woman marched to the couch.“Sienna, what would you say if the person you loved asked you to marry them?”
“Seriously, baby?”Cam hissed.
Jo turned to face her.“I love you, Cami.”
My friend touched her woman’s hand.“I love you, too.And no piece of paper is going to change that.”
“All I want is you.”
Cam cupped her face.“And you’ve got me, honey.”
They kissed, and Sienna grinned before we got up.She cleared her throat, which brought the couple’s attention to us.“We’re going to go, now.”
With their arms around each other, they walked us to my truck, and we got on the road.
After Sienna had put her shades on, I took her hand.“We escaped just before the makeup fuck started.”
Sienna giggled, and fuck but that pretty sound did something to me.Every fucking time.
“I’m kind of glad Camila saved me from answering Jodie’s question.”
“How’s that, baby?”
“Because Jodie was clearly upset, and I didn’t want to add to it by siding with Cam.”
She wriggled her fingers, and I relaxed my grip on them.“You don’t want to get married?”
In a graceful gesture, she pulled her sunglasses up, trapping her silky curls underneath them.“There’s no need for marriage.I think people either commit to a relationship or they don’t.”
I glanced at her clear gaze.“You’re still young.”
Shaking her head slowly, she said, “I honestly don’t think it has anything to do with my age.Gabby and her friends are the same age as me, and most of them have vision boards about their perfect wedding, the perfect dress, the perfect ring.I never did.”
“You said you wanted children.”
That made her chuckle.“I’m living proof that I don’t need to be married for that, neither does the father of my imaginary children.”She shifted in her seat.“Do you want to get married one day?”
With her, I wanted everything.“I think we’re all influenced by our childhoods.My parents had a great marriage before everything went to shit, and I want that.”
She hummed, and after a long pause, she said, “I loved my childhood, and I adored my mom, so the way she lived would definitely influence the decisions I make for myself as an adult.”After a breath, she added, “Food for thought.”
I kissed the back of her fingers.“Yeah?”
“It’s definitely worth discussing,” she replied quietly.“But before all that, there’re tons of things I want to do.”
