Page 45 of Not Quite Perfect

My words took a moment to register, but when they did, her face clouded with confusion. “You’re not?”

I scrubbed my palm over my jaw to hide my burgeoning grin. “No, I’m not.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I just assumed … ” Her gaze bounced around the room, searching for a safe place to land. Eventually, she returned her eyes to mine.

I smiled fully then, the lead ball in my stomach disappearing. I didn’t care that she’d been worried that I was into other men. All I cared about was the fact that she didn’t.

God, we were such idiots.

“Wait, you’re not mad?” she asked, chewing on her lip.

Curiosity warred with good intentions. I knew I should put an end to this discussion, but now I had other questions.

“Say, purely for the sake of argument, that Iwasbisexual. And Ihadbeen about to confess my deepest, darkest fantasies. What would you have done?”

She straightened her spine and lifted her chin high. “I was going to support you.”

“Yeah?” I asked, pulling her into my arms. She nuzzled into my chest to avoid my curious gaze, but I pressed my fingers to her chin, lifting her eyes to mine. “How were you planning to support me?”

My heart clanged loud in my chest waiting for her answer. I knew what lengthsI’dbeen willing to go for the sake of her pleasure—the sacrifices I’d decided to make to keep her by my side—but I needed to know if she would have done the same for me. Hypothetically, of course.

“Victoria?”

“I would have done that … with you.”

“Just to clarify, you would have had a threesome with me and another dude? You would have let me fuck him in front of you?”

She nodded and her eyes went glassy with unshed tears. “If that’s what you needed, I would have shared you. I don’t know that I would have been able to accept you being with someonealone, but I—”

Wow.

Wow.

I cut her off by crashing my mouth against hers. She let out a surprised squeak, and I used that moment to slide my tongue inside. Her shock quickly morphed into desire, and soon she was returning my kiss with equal fervor.

I would never get enough of the taste of her on my tongue … but this was the second time I’d been near to fucking her in public in as many weeks and I didn’t want to make a habit of it. I slowed our kiss and gently eased us apart.

“You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, and I am so fucking lucky to have you in my life.”

She dropped her forehead to my chest. “I am thesilliestwoman you’ve ever met, and it’smewho’s the lucky one.”

I hugged her tight, taking a moment to just enjoy the fact that as crazy as this conversation had been, it confirmed how much she loved me. That we were in this together, one hundred percent.

“Come on,” I said, leading her from the dusty alcove, “let’s get out of here.”

With our fingers linked together, we made our way back into the main part of the restaurant only to find our table deserted.

“Where’d Hank and Gwen go?” she asked, glancing around the large, open space.

“They’re probably having sex in his car right now.”

She shuddered. “I honestly don’t get why they’re together. They don’t actually seem to like each other that much.”

I plucked our coats off the back of our chairs and helped Victoria into hers. Dropping enough cash onto the table to cover the bill, I guided her toward the exit. “They don’t. But Hank says the sex is good, so …” I shrugged. It was what it was. It also wasn’t my problem.

Stepping out into the cold night, we strolled toward my car in easy silence. After a few moments, Victoria looked up at me. “I’m not necessarily Gwen’s biggest fan, but do you think she’s right about Hank and that other professor?”

I shrugged again. “Hank loathes her, too.”

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