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“Before.” She shrugs.
My confession is automatic. There’s nothing I ever want to hide from this woman, and it scares the shit out of me. “I kissed someone too. Trying to marginalize you.” She’s still kissing my lips in between words. Her hands are tight around my neck. Mine are anchored to her hips.
“But I left him,” she says, and my heart freaking soars.
“I did too,” I quickly answer.
“Wait, you kissed Carlos Gardenia and left him with blue balls?”
In response to her joke, I take her lips again. There are sweeping strokes of my tongue tangled with hers. I’m wrapped up in her. Then she pulls back, and I say, “Smartass. You did leave him with blue balls, right?”
She kisses me again. “I did.”
“Clever, captivating girl. Where did you go?” I kiss her again before she answers. She seems giddy I’m here.
“I went to bed and listened.”
My stupid heart flutters that she left him to crawl into bed with me. I grin. “With Chardonnay?”
“Just the three of us as I drifted off.” The kiss becomes deeper and hotter. “Wait, are you here because I kissed an internationally renowned author?”
“No.”
“Wait again! You follow me on Twitter?”
“I do now. I don’t care about the kiss. Although he’s rather accomplished and good looking.”
“Really good looking. Not sure his pictures could translate the mischief in his eyes or the depth of his silky voice.”
I swat her butt, and she squeals ever so slightly, her eyes lighting up. I need to file that away for later. I already feel possessive of a woman I barely know. I’m not one for bullshit hocus pocus, new agey crap. But somehow, I know her.
“I was coming here before Mikey showed me Twitter. He follows you. He’s a fan.”
I snake my arms around her waist. Now she can feel exactly how much I missed her. I’m not sure I’ve ever been this hard in a bookstore. She peppers my neck with small flutter kisses as we talk. And now I’m harder. “He’s doesn’t believe me. He thinks it’s bullshit. We didn’t take a single picture. I thought it was growth.”
“We didn’t generate any content, simply had an evening. Good for us.”
Her skin pebbles under my warm touch, and now I want to throw her down in the stacks. I love having this effect on her.
“Do I need to call him?” she says breathily.
“Maybe later, but first, I need to kiss you more because, and I know it’s weird, but I missed you.” We kiss so hard I knock books off the shelves.
“Yesterday was kind of ok. I didn’t know how I was going to get through today. Ugh. I kept reminding myself not to think about you, which defeats the purpose of trying to not think about you.” She sighs, and I’m eating up her confession.
“I didn’t know I could masturbate that much on my current schedule. I jizz air now. Just air.”
Her azure eyes go a little darker, and she crinkles them at the corners. It’s adorable and sexy. I’m not sure what it means. I want to know all of her expressions. She asks, “Is it the sex?”
“It’s all of you. Come with me. I have a surprise.” Her face lights up.
“Can’t. I have a reception with sixty Goodreads high roller bookstagrammers chomping at the bit to talk about a character I created twelve years ago.”
“My thing’s more fun.”
“Will you be there?” I nod. “Then, it will be more fun.” I kiss her deeply. Our tongues dance joyously.
“I gotta go. And I’m sorry about your mom.” I brush one stray hair back behind her ear and caress her cheek with the back of my hand.
