“So sleep with him.” She rolls her eyes. “I need to stop hanging out with Olivia. I’m starting to sound like her.”
I throw my head back in laughter. “Olivia told me to be careful with my heart.”
“I’m with her on that, but this is sex.” She turns us both so we’re facing Gage. “Maybe you’ll get into bed with him and it will be nothing like you remember. He could be a dud.”
There’s no way in hell that’s true. He’s the best lover I’ve ever had and even though I’m afraid to admit it, I crave his touch as desperately now as I did the first time we made love.
“Or maybe once you have sex you’ll realize he’s the man you’re destined to be with,” she says quietly. “You won’t know until you take the plunge so do it, Kate.”
Chapter 32
Gage
If Tilly hadn’t shown up tonight, I would have taken Katie right there on her sofa.
I was so close to sliding down her body to taste her.
I sat through gelato and a discussion about Tilly’s work. Then I pretended not to notice how long they hung back in the kitchen.
I could hear their muffled voices, but I couldn’t make out one damn word.
Tilly took off just now after hugging Katie. She promised that she’d stop by Tin Anchor one night with her husband.
I told her that the first round would be on the house.
That brought a smile to her face.
I like her.
I can tell that she’s a good friend to the woman I love.
Katie turns back from the door to face me.
I don’t want her to feel uncomfortable about where we were headed earlier, so I step in and offer something I sense she needs. “I’m going to head out too.”
“You’re leaving?” The surprise in her tone catches me off guard.
I’d question if she wants me to stay, but I don’t want there to be an ounce of regret the morning after.
The only thing I want her to feel after we fuck is a need for more.
“I’m going home.”
Her hands fist in front of her. “Should we talk about what happened?”
I close the distance between us with measured steps. “The kiss.”
“We almost…” her voice trails. “I think we might have done more than kiss if Tilly hadn’t stopped by.”
“We would have done more than kiss.” I bring a hand to her chin. “We would have fucked.”
Her lips part, a small moan seeping out between them. “Gage.”
I trace her bottom lip with the pad of my thumb. “I want you, Katie.”
“It’s been a long time since we were together.” She looks up into my face. “It wouldn’t be the same.”
“It would be better.” I slide my hand to cup her cheek. “It would be so fucking good.”