Page 57 of First Comes Marriage

Did I fuck up again?

The door closed behind them and Baz found himself unsure of what to say. Their still-clasped hands hung between them and he knew he could let her go now, but he didn’t want to.

He scraped his free hand over his jaw. “I’m sorry.”

Her eyes flew to his. “You’re—what?”

“I’m sorry,” he repeated, his stomach churning.

“What exactly are you sorry for, Sebastian?” Her eyes narrowed. “For defending me? For caring about my feelings?" She took a step closer and his breath stung in his lungs at her nearness, at the wild, reckless feeling flinging itself against the inside of his ribs. “That was... Thank you.”

She rose up on her toes and pressed a kiss to his lips, her free hand gripping the lapel of his jacket and pulling him close. Relief mingled with that reckless thing in his chest, as though he’d been waiting his whole life for the movement of her lipson his and now, finally, she’d put him out of his misery. He wrapped an arm around her waist, dug his other hand into her hair, and kissed her back.

Baz spun her around, pressing her back against the closed door even as he pulled her hips tight against his own. He poured everything he didn’t understand about the way she made him feel into that kiss. Every unrestrained flutter in his gut turned into the slide of his tongue against hers, every rush of hunger that pulsed through his veins transformed into the way he nipped at her bottom lip.

She pulled back, panting, and he pressed his forehead to hers, his lips still chasing hers. She tugged on his lapels. “Let’s go home.”

Chapter Twenty

Jamie:Baz, why does Tessa want me to ask you to ask your wife about a ceramic dick?

Ethan:Can you not talk about my daughter and dicks in the same sentence?

Jamie:Don’t blame me. Blame Sabrina.

Gavin:Kyla wants to talk to Sabrina too. Something about planning a dick smashing party for her friend Jo...?

Ethan:What the hell is going on?

Baz:Sabrina will call them tomorrow. We just got back from her parents’ house and she’s exhausted.

Gavin:You’re back early!

Jamie:I thought you were staying the whole weekend.

Ethan:Everythingalright?

Gavin:If you’re home, that means you can come with us to the carnival tomorrow.

Baz:Maybe.

Gavin:It’s tradition!

Jamie:We let you off the hook for the cookout today but you are coming to the carnival. They brought back the big slide this year.

Gavin:I got a friction burn on my elbow the last time we went down that thing.

Baz:That’s because we’re too fucking old for carnival rides.

Ethan:You’re never too old for the Ferris wheel.

Gavin:Even if you don’t go on any of the rides, come hang out.

Jamie:And then Tessa can ask Sabrina her ceramic dick questions directly instead of going through me.

Baz:I’ll ask her if she wants to go.

Baz:But I’m not promising anything.

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