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But Bash was so happy and I didn’t want to ruin this moment by bringing up Mac—even if the thought of not being able to talk about him with Bash frustrated me.
Instead, I plastered a smile on my face and helped with the next row of fresh-pressed juices we were bottling. “I came up with some ideas that will help me stay out of the way—”
Bash grabbed my wrist and my stomach fluttered. “Em, you should never stay out of the way.”
Be still my beating heart.
“Okay,” I breathed.
As much as I loved the sentiment, we were going to be out of town. I didn’t want to impede standard operations. My ideas would keep me firmly planted in my seat, where I would utilize the zoom feature to show off our guys.
“You don’t have to help me bottle these.”
I smirked and handed him the next bag of lids. “If I didn’t sneak in here, I’d never see you.”
It was true, too. Between our work schedules, Mac’s practice schedule, game days, and a few times I stopped by Roxie’s to help her out, I barely saw my guys.
I was dating two men. The last two weeks shouldn’t have felt so lonely.
There was a disconnect between us, though. It was growing day by day and I was in here to prove to myself Bash and I truly had a connection.
Bash put the last of the juices in the cooler and scooted closer to me, bumping my hip. “I’m not complaining. I love when you sneak in here.”
He smacked my ass, and I jumped with a small squeal. When I turned to smack him, he caught my wrist and placed it on his chest. I drew in a ragged breath, wondering why I ever doubted this connection.
“This outfit’s perfect.”
I glanced down at my ratty tracksuit and laughed. “You picked it out.”
“And you listened.”
Dipping his head, he pressed his lips to mine, and I groaned, savoring the taste of him. He pressed his hand to my lower back, sending a jolt of heat through my legs, and parted my lips, teasing his tongue inside as my toes curled in my shoes.
His breathing grew just as rough and I pictured him hoisting me onto the counter, ripping my pants down, and eating me out. Right there where he prepped Mac’s food.
Bash would never, though. And I didn’t hold it against him. He wasn’t adventurous, but the things he could do in a bed—I bit his lower lip and he smiled against me.
“What was that for?”
I shrugged and wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him to me. He moved easily, like putty in my hands, and I was so thankful we were making up for lost time.
I spent a lot of the last few days wondering what life would’ve been like if I had admitted my feelings sooner. How many more kisses we would’ve shared by now. How I would have felt him inside me by now. How I wouldn’t have wasted time with Bryce.
But Bryce wasn’t the only one left out of those what-ifs. Every scenario I could come up with left out Mac. This thing with Bash had been growing, simmering in the background for a long time, until it boiled over and couldn’t be contained. This thing with Mac started out at a full boil. Both had my attention. Both were weaving themselves into my heart. My very soul.
Bash’s fingers pressed into my lower back, an ache that grounded me and took my breath away. His lips brushed against mine, tentatively, as if he too were still struggling to believe this was all real.
My heart hammered in my ears as his grip loosened and he slid his hand inside my shirt. The warmth of his skin spread across my back, and my chest tightened as his fingers grazed.
I arched under his touch, and my breasts found a soothing relief in the pressure against his chest.
He pulled away reluctantly and twisted one of my curls loosely around his finger. “I love that I get to kiss you whenever I want.”
I made a soft sound of approval, unable to talk.
“Hello!” Julie’s voice rang through the kitchen.
I watched Bash as I held my breath, waiting for him to take a step back. A step away from me. But he stayed.
