Page 451 of Talk Swoony to Me


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“I know,” I say. “I really know.”

She nods. “So, I work. I travel. I read romance novels. I hang out with my mom whenever I’m in town, and... that’s about it for me.” She breathes a short laugh. “So much for seizing the day, huh?”

I study her expression in the dark corner. She does the same, her mouth gently parted. I shift forward, drawn to her through the shadows with my gaze locked on her lips.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper, leaning back as my conscience winning out. “I promised I wouldn’t do this.”

Paige nods. Her mouth closes. Her eyes touch mine again, so soft and bright despite everything.

Then, she closes the gap between us and kisses me.

I close my eyes, taken by surprise. It’s a single, simple kiss that begs repeating, but I don’t risk getting it wrong.

Paige pulls away, her cheeks several shades darker than before. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Why did you?” I ask.

She inhales sharply with her eyes still locked on mine, but she doesn’t answer the question. I’m not sure I want her to. I just want us to linger here together for a little longer, but we can’t do that if either of us says a word.

Finally, she sits back. Her throat clears as she glances around for spying eyes. But these are strangers here.

Paige slides a bar napkin toward her and fetches a pen from her handbag. Her brow furrows with one last ache of resistance before she scribbles something down and pushes the napkin in my direction.

No one has to know.

“Are you sure?” I ask.

“No,” she answers.

We laugh.

“But…” Her voice falls.

“But what?”

Her chest rises and falls with a deep breath. “Carpe diem,” she says.

My heart skips, pumping blood in all directions, as I pull her in and kiss her back.

CHAPTER 25

PAIGE

We burst through the door of room 201.

Oliver fumbles with the DO NOT DISTURB sign, quickly chucking it onto the outer knob and slamming the door before crushing his mouth on mine again.

The cab ride was far too long.

The walk through the lobby was endless.

The elevator ride was annoying sluggish despite only going two floors.

I grip his jacket, desperately clinging to him as we kiss harder and faster.

“Paige,” he whispers my name.

“Yeah?” I ask.

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