Page 72 of A Wrench in the Plan
“I don’t know. I mean, I’m not sure what’s going on or where the three of us stand, so I’m not sure what the rules are.”
“Right. Me too.” I paused, staring deep into his eyes. “I want to kiss you.”
“Yeah, that’s pretty obvious.” His lips twitched with a smile.
“I’ve wanted to kiss you every time I’ve been around you at work.”
“Again, obvious.”
We’d kept our distance, which had been really fuckin’ hard for me. Part of it was because we never really got a moment alone at work, and part of it was because I didn’t know what to do. But he was here, in my room, where we’d shared a thousand kisses before. And shared a lot more, if I was being honest. This was our space, where we didn’t have to hold back.
“I’m going to kiss you,” I said, making the decision mostly because I was desperate to touch him.
“Okay,” he lazily agreed.
That was when I knew he’d forgiven me for trying to break up with him. He was going to sweep it under the rug, like he’d done so many other times when I did stupid shit. The thing was, I was done letting him do that. Now might not have been the time to voice it, but I was going to make up for every little shitty thing I’d done to him.
I let myself touch him, my hands cupping his jaw as my lips met his. He melted into me, giving me the permission I’d been seeking. I kissed him harder, moaning when he grabbed my hips and pulled our bodies together. He was hard. So was I. It had been too damn long.
Hearing the door open, we pulled apart. Evan’s head turned just as I laid eyes on Cat.
Her face wasn’t angry, but she was chewing her lip like she was nervous.
“Don’t let me stop you,” she said in a tone I didnotrecognize. Evan seemed thrown off by it too. I could tell by the way his fingers curled into my waist almost painfully. “I’m serious. Keep going.”
She set her purse on the desk and then pulled out the chair tucked under it. She swiveled it around before smoothing the back of her skirt and taking a seat.
“I’m confused,” I blurted out, frozen in place while holding onto Evan, a little afraid to let go.
“I—” she started, then chewed on her lips some more. “I want to watch.”
Well… if that didn’t shock the fuck out of me.
“What?” I asked.
“You said you want to make me yours. Well, I want that. I want to be consumed by you. I want to beyours.” She paused, holding my eyes with a look I’d never seen on her before. I couldn’t say what it was. Part lust. Part curiosity. Part need. And more parts that I couldn’t even name. “But first, I want to see how you own Evan. Or… yeah, I’m not all that sure how your sex goes. I’ve tried not to think about it because it hurts, to be honest.”
“In that case, no. I don’t want to hurt you,” Evan said.
“It hurt before,” she clarified with a roll of her eyes. There was something different about her that I couldn’t put my finger on. I was pretty sure I liked it. Pretty sure it was turning me on even more too. “Now, I want to see it. I want to… be a part of it, though that sounds weird.” She rubbed her lips together as she thought. “I want to know the love between the two people I love the most.”
There was something about the way she said it that made it sound so beautiful. So I gave in, asking, “How far do you want us to go?”
“I’m not really sure,” she said, eyes wide, showing that innocence that made her special. “I have to be honest, I don’t know much about… sex. I don’t watch porn or anything. Not that it’s wrong! I’ve never really been sure of what I would like before, and I was kind of afraid to build it up in my head, like maybe, it would distort or ruin my first time.”
How could you not love her? Seriously. There was something magical and special about the way she thought. You didn’t find that often, especially without judgment.
“I have an idea,” I said, my mind racing. “Do you trust me? Both of you?”
Cat and Ev shared a look for a second before they gave me a nod in unison.
My lips were on Evan’s again, kissing him hard and deep. I held onto him as I turned us around, finally letting him go when I pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed. He looked up at me, eyes sparkling.
Fuck, I’d missed him.
I nearly could have cried as I licked the taste of him off my lips.
He smirked. It was as if he could read my thoughts.
