Going on a work trip shouldn’t be a big deal, but something tells me Vex is going to make it a very big deal. There’s no more time to procrastinate. “We need to talk.”
“Not here.” Vex nods towards the men in front.
The walls quite literally have ears.
This is going to be the longest car ride ever.
***
Twenty minutes later as the elevator doors slide open to reveal Vex’s penthouse, he scoops me up into his arms. “What are you doing?”
“It’s your tradition to have campfires with bad news, and it’s my tradition to hold you in my arms when you tell me something bad.”
“Since when have you had this tradition?”
“Since today.” He sinks down onto the couch with me on his lap.
“This isn’t conducive to fighting.” Or thinking. How am I going to hold on to a single thought like this?
“Then don’t fight with me.”
“I’m not going to fight with you. You’re going to fight with me.”
“Dahl, just tell me.”
“We haven’t kissed yet.”
His rough groan makes my whole body shiver and almost lose my train of thought… “What I mean is this isn’t a serious relationship—"
“It’s serious. Very serious.”
How can I mess this up more?
“Dahl, whatever it is, just spit it out. We’ll deal with it and go to bed.”
You know how to make a girl melt inside. “I need my suitcases.”
He sighs. “Okay, if it’s that important, I’ll send a guy to grab them.”
And he’s sweet. “Not tonight. We can go after you take me to the bookstore tomorrow.”
A grin tugs at his lips. His very kissable lips. What if I kissed him just one time?
One little kiss wouldn’t be wrong. It would feel very right.
Except there are too many secrets between us.
“What is swirling in that beautiful brain of yours?”
Tell him. “Those suitcases aren’t for your apartment. Well, a couple of them are, but a couple of them aren’t.”
“Try explaining that again, Dahl.”
“I’m flying out of Urbium Monday morning, and I won’t be back until Sunday night.”
“What?”
“Monday morning I’m going to the airport—”