That’s all it took. My name on her lips.
Suddenly, I couldn’t say a word.
I didn’t want to talk anymore.
I wanted nothing more than to tell her that no one would ever hurt her or her son ever again, but all I could do was kiss her.
And then… well…
I didn’t mean for this to happen.
But I’m glad it did.
As Lottie stirs in my arms now, I enjoy the feeling of her smooth skin against mine. I relish in the scent of her, her hair. I kiss her shoulder and taste her skin, and she smiles, her limbs rubbing softly against mine under the covers.
My heart pounds. Truthfully, I thought I’d never fall in love again. Even more truthfully, I didn’t want to. I wasn’t sure I even could.
But… there she was.
Here she is.
Kiss County strikes again, as Summer said.
“Scott?” Lottie whispers.
I kiss her cheeks, her nose, her eyelids. As her eyes flutter open, I smile. “Good morning.”
She chuckles. “Good morning indeed.”
We laugh. We kiss. For a moment, everything is wonderful and perfect, but my gut teases with doubt.
“I’m sorry,” I say. “About last night.”
Lottie furrows her brow. “I’m not,” she says.
“No?”
“No.” She turns to face me, worried. “Why? Was I not good?”
“No!” I say. “I mean, yes. Yes, it was incredible. You were... everything. I just thought that maybe we should have talked about it first or something.” Lottie chuckles, and I relax a little. “That we should have had dinner first. Alone, I mean. A date or something.”
“Guess we do things differently down here in Small Town,” she says.
“Guess you do,” I say.
“I’m sorry if I rushed you into it.”
“I thought I rushed you.”
“I wasn’t expecting you to be standing there,” she says. “And when I saw you, I had to...”
“Kiss you,” I say.
“Yeah. I had to...”
We kiss softly now, that warm feeling growing between us again.
“I had to kiss you,” I repeat with a whisper. “I had to...”