Page 363 of One More Kiss

Delaney

I shouldn’t be doingthis. Going to Silas’s house. Letting him buy me dinner. Especially after that kiss.

That kiss. Wow. Every time I think about it, I start to blush.Silas Atwood can kiss.

Even if I know it wasn’t a real kiss. Not one that meant anything. Silas was trying to be a good guy. Help me out with a bad situation. Prove to Jason that he was my boyfriend so he would back off for good.

I will admit, Silas took me completely by surprise in the bar.

I was grateful but surprised. Jason and I hadn’t been together that long when he let another woman go down on him. I ended it, thinking that was that, but no. I’ve blocked his number and he’s changed it. Twice. He was growing more persistent. Not violent, but persistent, but when I saw him show up at the bar tonight, I was done. I told him I was filing a restraining order first thing Monday. That set him off.

Then Silas came in and threatened him.

And kissed me.

And touched my face while staring into my eyes in a way that made my heart race in my chest. He made me feel safe when dealing with Jason makes me feel anything but. But again, not real. It’s not as though Silas is attracted to me. I’m his brother’s ex. He was simply looking out for me.

I dated Liam for a year and a half. Liam was great, and I cared about him a lot, but I will admit, I always had a slight crush on Silas. Maybe it was the devoted single dad to a neurodiverse child thing. Or the sexy doctor thing. Or the smile that makes his twin dimples pop. Or the way I’d sometimes catch him staring at me when he didn’t think I was paying attention. He was funny and smart and a little broody and even though I was with his brother, I always looked for excuses to talk to him.

And tonight, when he said he wanted to take me home, I foolishly hoped he meant to his bed. I should have known better. That’s not a line Silas would ever cross. He and Liam are very close, and Liam and I didn’t end under the best of circumstances.

So yeah, I shouldn’t be doing this.

But I’m still letting him help me into his car, a sleek Range Rover that smells like new leather and him and has me smiling when I see the booster seat in the back.

“Are you good with takeout?” he asks as he buckles his seat belt and turns on the car with the press of a button.

“Sure. That sounds great.”

“What are you in the mood for?”

You. I’m in the mood for you.“Anything you want. Seriously. I feel terrible I ruined your night.”

I shift in my seat, a little nervous. A little giddy. Still a bit rattled.

“You didn’t ruin my night, Delaney. I’m glad I was there and able to step in, but it’s also nice to see you again.”

His gaze holds mine for a moment and then he turns away and so do I because if he keeps saying things like that and looking at me like that, I’m going to kiss him again and I have a feeling he won’t be so into the second time as he was the first.

My phone buzzes in my purse and I pull it out. It’s Rebecca, my friend who was in the bar with me.

Jason left in a huff, but I think he finally got the message. He asked me if it was serious with this guy, and I said yes. I also told him you were serious about the restraining order if he didn’t back off for good. And OMG, who the hell was that guy?!

That’s a relief about Jason. Hopefully that was the wake-up call he needed to finally leave me alone. I quickly reply, You remember my exLiam? It’s his older brother, Silas. I’m in the car with him now. I’ll call you tomorrow.

You better!! Dying! That kiss!!! *fans face*

I fight my smile as I slip my phone back into my purse.

“Everything okay?” Silas questions, his gaze briefly shifting toward my bag that is now on the floor and then back to the road.

“Yes. That was the friend I was with at the bar. I told her I was safe and with you.”

A head nod. That’s it. I forgot how stoic he can be.

“You like pizza, right? I think I remember you once mentioning that it’s your favorite food.”

I gasp before I can stop it, only to sink my teeth into my bottom lip to try and stifle the sound. “Yes. Pizza is my favorite.”

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