Page 72 of See You Next Month

“I’m glad. My favorite part of our trips is sitting and talking with you at the end of the night,” Kelsey said.

“Really? I thought you liked Peaches and our friends,” Isabella said.

“I do, but this is my favorite.”

“Well,” Isabella said and squeezed Kelsey’s arm a little tighter, “my favorite is our last dance of the night with the ocean providing background music.”

Kelsey opened her front door. “Let’s do our favorite thing.”

They went inside and Kelsey poured them each a glass of wine. On this trip they hadn’t had much alone time and Kelsey had been able to control her feelings. She was very aware of every time she and Isabella touched or exchanged a look and nothing seemed out of the ordinary.

Kelsey handed Isabella her wine and they went out on the back deck. A breeze was blowing off the water and the sound of the waves greeted them.

“This feels like home,” Kelsey said.

“I know you don’t mean Denver.” Isabella chuckled.

“It’s too quiet at my house without the girls now. I don’t know what it is about being here with you, but it feels more like home than Denver does.”

“I know what you mean, Kels. When the boys are at Spencer’s my house feels empty,” Isabella said.

“I never feel empty when I’m here,” Kelsey said.

Isabella smiled and set her glass on the table. “Let’s dance.”

When Kelsey met Isabella’s gaze her heart immediately began to speed up. She licked her lips and found her mouth had gone dry. It only took a moment for Kelsey to pull up their song and put it on repeat. She held out her arms and waited.

Isabella gasped. “Are you letting me lead?”

Kelsey dropped her chin. “You always do.”

Isabella chuckled and put her arms around Kelsey’s neck. That little chuckle had become one of Kelsey’s favorite tunes. She put her hands on Isabella’s hips and pulled her close.

How many times had they done this? They tried to convince each other that this was just two friends enjoying a dance, but that had never been true.

The last notes of the song wafted around them. Kelsey knew they’d start again, but then she felt Isabella’s fingers playing with the hair at the nape of her neck. It sent delicious shivers through her body and Kelsey choked back a moan. She could feel Isabella’s breath just below her ear followed by the softest touch of her lips.

This time Kelsey couldn’t stop the low moan from escaping her throat. Isabella pulled her head back and their eyes met. She cupped Kelsey’s face with both her hands and they simply stared into each other’s eyes.

Isabella looked down at Kelsey’s lips then back into her eyes. Kelsey saw Isabella’s eyes start to flutter closed just as their lips touched ever so softly.

This wasn’t one of their airport kisses. This kiss was soft yet firm. Any uncertainty Kelsey may have felt before was gone. Isabella was kissing her and Kelsey was kissing her back.

Kelsey kept her lips pressed to Isabella’s, assuring this wasn’t a brief encounter like the ones before. She took the time to sink into Isabella’s pillowy lips and marveled at how perfectly they fit together.

Then the kiss came to life. They caressed, they nibbled, they nipped each other’s lips. Their breaths added to the symphony the music and waves created around them.

Isabella’s arms slipped around Kelsey’s shoulders, pulling her closer and keeping their lips locked together. Kelsey groaned and heard the sweetest sigh bubble from Isabella.

Before Kelsey could think about what she was doing, her tongue slid across Isabella’s lower lip and an electric charge shot through her.

Isabella immediately parted her lips and when their tongues touched Kelsey melted into Isabella’s arms. They may have started out dancing, but their tongues now took this intimate dance to another level.

“Mmm,” Isabella moaned.

“Bella,” Kelsey whispered as she trailed kisses over Isabella’s jaw and down her neck. But she wanted Isabella’s lips. She crushed her lips to Isabella’s bringing on another round of moans and groans.

Their tongues tangled as their lips caressed and their arms once again tightened around each other. Kelsey could hear her own pulse pounding in her ears and felt Isabella’s staccato beat when her lips once again kissed her neck.

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