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“Huh?”
“When you focus on having fun, everything is better.”
“Sometimes I think you’re speaking a different language.” But I liked it and wanted to learn more.
She laughed again, the sound setting off sparks in my heart.
“Watching you do yoga and walk around a flower garden was the best time I’ve had in forever.”
I looked over at her amused expression. “You think I’m funny?”
“Not funny exactly. I enjoy opening you up to other ideas and experiences.”
“Experiencing them with you makes me feel good.” I looked away from her, turning my attention to the road because I felt vulnerable. Like I’d revealed too much.
“You haven’t felt enough good in your life?” Her voice was soft.
I thought back to high school, growing up in a middle-class, normal family with plenty of food and money for whatever sport I wanted to play. My parents supported me in dropping out of college to enlist. I had support and love, but was I happy?
I wasn’t a good friend in college. My best friend, Austin, partied hard, and I looked the other way, thinking it was normal college behavior until it was too late. I wasn’t there for him, and that’s why I dropped out. I felt like I needed to do penance for that. I definitely hadn’t been happy in a long time. I’d just been getting through my life.
She reached over, her citrus scent washing over me. Then she touched my thigh, and my body tensed. “Stick with me. You’ll have a good time.”
“That’s what I’m counting on.” I covered her hand with mine for a brief second before she pulled away.
Had she felt how tense my muscles were under her palm? Did she notice how my cock was hard under my zipper?
I wanted to have a good time with her. I just hoped I wasn’t betraying Delilah by getting involved with her sister or coming between them.
The pain of letting someone down was fresh. And maybe that was why there was no one who counted on me, not outside my job anyway. I’d purposely kept myself separate from friends and coworkers. If no one needed me, I couldn’t fail them.
This thing with Remi was about helping each other, but I needed her more than she needed me. She had her life together. She didn’t need my protection. With her, I could be different.
Chapter Nine
REMI
We were going to an early dinner together at Max’s. It felt like a date. Actually, the whole day did with Colton picking me up, doing yoga, and touring the farm. My intent was for him to relax, but instead, the day had a profound impact on me.
I liked Colton. It wasn’t a crush or a passing itch. He was disciplined and uptight, but he could relax and let go with me. I wanted to be the one who showed him another way to live without all the rules and constraints he preferred.
The only problem was that being close to him did funny things to my insides. Were we betraying Delilah by spending time together? I could pass it off as friendship, but I wanted more.
I wanted to know how his fingers would feel on my skin, his tongue on my pussy, his cock driving into me. I wanted hot and dirty sex with Colton.
It was something I hadn’t thought he was capable of, but now that I’d experienced the heat of his gaze, I suspected he’d be amazing in bed. I bet he’d let go of the constraints and give in to his baser instincts, and I wanted to experience that for myself.
Colton parked near Max’s. “You ready to go in?”
He paused, looking at me. This felt like he was asking for more, not just dinner at a mutual friend’s restaurant, but acknowledging that this was going to look like a date to others. That we’d get questions about our relationship. That he was willing to deal with it for a chance with me.
The question was, was I willing to risk the same? Resting my hand on the door handle, I knew I wanted to spend time with him. I wasn’t ready for the day to end. “Yeah, let’s do it.”
I opened the door and climbed out. Colton met me at the back of the truck, his hands stuffed in his pockets. He’d held my hand at the rose farm. Had he felt freer there because we were out of town?
I raised a brow. “You sure about this?”
“You mean, eating dinner together?” he asked, falling in step with me.
