Page 89 of Hurry Up And Wait
“You mean you would have kicked me out buck naked?”
I grinned at him, my lips just an inch from his as I hummed low in my throat. “Or I would have just taken you out. Riley would have helped me with the body.”
His fingers played with the hair at the back of my neck as he smiled at me, shaking his head. “You always were a little crazy.”
“Careful, who knows what will happen if you keep calling me that.”
“I’ll take my chances,” he murmured against my lips. Then his warm lips slid over mine, kissing me deep as his fingers dug into my hair, pulling me close to him. Tingles raced down my spine as he deepened the kiss, reminding me just how good it was between us. I would be crazy to keep fighting him, to not forgive him for trying to protect me. He was a good man, and the undeniable heat between us seemed to help melt away everything from last night.
However, that spell was broken when a throat cleared behind me. Kavanaugh grinned against my lips, kissing me one more time before I turned and faced my pissed-off sister.
“Oh, Riley, hey.”
“Hey?Hey? I’ve been sitting in that theater waiting for you. I got you popcorn! And a drink. And you say,hey?”
“Well, go away seemed a little mean,” I chuckled.
“I can’t believe you ditched me for a guy. I thought we had a pact.”
“I didn’t ditch you.”
“Then what do you call playing sucky face out here like a teenager?”
I flushed bright red at her description. We weren’t that bad, were we? “He’s leaving.”
“I don’t care if he’s going to the moon. We said we were going to the movies. You pinky promised.”
“I did not,” I laughed.
“Okay, you didn’t, but I saidAre we going?And you saidYes, I’ll be right behind you.And you said?—”
“Alright, I get the point,” I interrupted. That could go on forever while she tried to force her side of things.
She sighed heavily, staring at the two of us like a parent who’d caught teenagers making out. “Well, I guess you want to go play sucky face with him.”
“Actually, I have to take off,” Kavanaugh said, getting to his feet. “As much as I’d love to play sucky face,” he winked, “I should have left first thing this morning.”
I hated that he was leaving after we’d only patched things up, but that was his job, and I had to get used to it. “When will you be back?”
“I’ll try to come home for the weekend, but I really don’t know if that’s feasible.”
I slid my hands around his waist, grabbing his shirt to pull him closer. “Well, don’t go falling in love with anyone else while you’re gone.”
I thought a moment of panic flitted through his eyes, but it was gone in a flash. “Promise.” He leaned in to kiss me, but then stopped, his eyes sliding over my shoulder.
Sighing, I turned and faced my nosy sister. She stared at us unabashedly, waiting for the juicy stuff to begin. “I’m trying to say goodbye to my boyfriend.”
She snorted. “Trying and failing. The man’s going away. Give him a good kiss.”
“I would,” I gritted out, “but you’re watching me.”
She held up her hand, spinning away. “So sorry. I didn’t know you required silence and alone time to say goodbye.”
Shaking my head, I turned back to Kavanaugh, but my grin slipped from my lips when I caught the disarming way he was staring at me. The heated look in his eyes was nearly my undoing. I would have begged him to stay with me if I thought he might actually do it. But he had to leave, and he was already late as it was.
“Fuck, I really don’t want to leave,” he muttered. “Promise me you’ll be safe.”
“I swear.”