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“I only see you,” I answered honestly.
He slowed enough to kiss me, his thrusts now almost lazy. As if there was plenty of time to get where we both wanted to go. No need to rush what could be enjoyed. An acknowledgement that the journey was better than the ending.
But I was soon lost, my head in the clouds and my heart dangerously wide open. The spiral began in my stomach and grew to encompass my whole body. Everything crashed together in something bright and expansive. Promising. My vision blurred. His name spilled from my lips, and I shot tumbling over the edge. I hadn’t even caught my breath before I felt Dec lose his rhythm and shutter above me, his mouth sealed to mine in a messy kiss as he came.
“Stay,” Dec said, eyes still closed, sun-kissed hair a mess.
The sun had already begun to shine and I had too much energy to stay in bed. Despite losing a few hours of sleep last night due to the man lying next to me, I wanted to get back to the house to work on more renovations. I wanted to bask firmly in this existence in Florida. Explore what life could be like on this side of the country.
I rolled to kiss his cheek. The stubble there had left my thighs red and raw, a consequence I was all too happy to live with in the light of day.
“Too much to do, my lazy fisherman. Come by later.”
He grunted, but didn’t say anything else as I slipped from the bed to collect my clothes. I didn’t bother with the bra as it was too hard to get on without a full cup of coffee in my system. I stuffed the lace into the back pocket of yesterday’s jean shorts and headed downstairs. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror in the hallway and nearly gasped. My hair had the height of a Texas porn star and there was a suspicious red spot on my neck.
I burst out laughing, absolutely delighted with this version of myself.
The smile hadn’t died by the time I got outside and struggled to get one leg over the overly large shrubbery that divided the two properties. I needed to see if Dec minded trimming these back a bit. Especially as I planned to be sneaking back and forth in the near future. God, I hoped I would be.
“Kenna? Is that you?”
My head snapped up and my jaw dropped, taking in the sight of my mother and her stuffed bright purple suitcase in my driveway.
“Mom?” I pulled my other leg over the shrub and stumbled as my toe caught in an unforgiving branch. One hand went down in the dirt and I was able to catch myself. Nearly lost a boob out the side of the tank top hole but that was what I got for not wearing a bra.
Mom’s face broke out into a mischievous grin.
“Wow. Florida certainly agrees with you. Nookie on a Monday morning, honey?”
I inhaled a solid lungful of humiliation.
Chapter Eighteen
Dec
I heard the front door click and sat up with a jolt. I must have drifted back to sleep while Kenna dressed. I’d had plans for her this morning before we got up to face the day, but apparently she’d had other things to do. I hoped she didn’t regret anything. I certainly didn’t. Last night had been incredible, so amazing it had me questioning my long-term plans.
A feminine squeal—and not one of pleasure—from outside had me sliding out of bed and into a pair of jeans lying on the floor. I didn’t bother with a shirt but did manage to zip up the jeans before I swung open the front door. Kenna stood on the other side of the bushes between our houses, rubbing her hands on her jean shorts and talking to a woman in her driveway.
“Mom,” Kenna hissed.
Oh, shit.
“What, honey? I’m all for it, though you might want to freshen up a bit before the walk of shame. It’s a little obvious.”
Kenna marched over to the small woman and put her arm around her, not in a hug, but to tug her into the house. Her mom resisted, then saw me on the porch, hesitating and unsure if I should just slip back inside. Her face lit up.
“Oh, there he is!” She shot a wink at Kenna, halting their discordant walk to the house. “Nicely done, honey.” Then she looked back up at me, beaming. “Thank you for ravishing my daughter. She needs it.”
“Mother,” Kenna hissed again, looking like her face had seen a solid afternoon of sun and she’d forgotten sunblock. “What are you even doing here?”
The woman put her hands on her hips, a stack of bracelets jangling in the early morning breeze. “I’m here to stay with you, of course.”
Kenna blanched. I narrowed my eyes. How convenient for Kenna’s mother to visit now. Now that her only sister was dead and Kenna had dealt with the will.
“You have impeccable timing,” I said, not exactly friendly.
But Kenna’s mom didn’t catch on. “I know! If I hadn’t shown up unannounced, I’d never have known my little Ken-doll was finally living a little. I mean, you’re almost forty, honey. Gotta get the nookie before you croak.”
