It’s impossible not to kiss those lips.
I gave her a long, passionate kiss. “That’s tempting. Really tempting.”
“But we can’t,” she sighed.
I opened the passenger door, then quickly pulled my underwear and jeans back on. Erica had an easier time with her panties and sun dress. I walked around to the driver door, got in, and then pulled back onto the main road.
Erica cuddled with her head in my lap the whole way home. I stroked her hair, occasionally reaching over her to shift gears.
I’ve never felt this happy before, I realized as I pulled into the neighborhood.I never knew someonecouldbe this happy.
Erica hastily sat up in the car as we neared her house. I pulled into the garage and turned off the car.
“Do we smell like sex?” Erica asked, sniffing the air. “I hope we don’t smell like two people who just had sex.”
“Might need to take a quick shower, just in case.”
Erica glanced at the closed garage door, then leaned in for one final kiss. It felt inadequate after the way we had made love in the car. A candle compared to the heat of the sun.
But until we had told Brad about us, it would have to do.
“Was it a good drive?” Brad asked excitedly when we walked into the kitchen. He was still on his laptop. “Was the transmission in good shape? How did it shift?”
“As smooth as melted butter,” I replied. “That car is perfect in every way.”
Brad grinned. “I figured it must be. You were gone a while.”
I summoned my best poker face. “I took it on the interstate, to really open it up. We’ll go for a drive tomorrow and I’ll let you see for yourself.”
Brad closed his laptop and gave me a bro-hug, clapping me on the back. “Dad would have loved to be here for this. He would be proud.”
Guilt swirled around in my gut. I didn’t like lying to Brad about everything. Growing up, he had been my best friend—especially after my parents died. I wanted to tell him the truth.
“I’m going to take a shower and get in bed,” Erica said, casual and aloof at the same time. “Goodnight you guys.”
Brad turned to her. “Why are you doing that?” There was a weird inflection in his voice.
Erica froze in the kitchen doorway. “What do you mean?”
Does he know?I wondered. Could he smell the sex on us after all? Or was the guilt written all over our faces, like puppies that had chewed up his favorite pair of slippers?
“I thought you two were going over marketing stuff,” Brad replied. “ForYours Forever Gemstones.”
I sighed with relief. “Shit. I was so excited about the Mustang that I forgot!”
I grabbed my laptop and we sat down at the kitchen table together. I opened the email attachment, taking care to ensure Erica didn’t see who had sent it.
“Here’s the plan…”
We smiled at each other in a new way while going over the marketing for her business.
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I was so giddy with excitement that I could barely focus while Hunter went over the marketing document with me.
It happened. It finally happened!