Dev: That will be here soon enough. Trust me.
Dev: I’ll see you at some point tomorrow.
Will: Definitely! See you there!
Placing the phone down, he sighed. He was so excited about the whole thing, and now he had to keep it to himself. The toast popped, so he turned his attention to the sandwiches. Sloane walked in and grabbed them a couple of drinks from the refrigerator.
“Hey,” she said. “Are you okay? I heard that sigh and it didn’t sound good.”
He shrugged and gave her a lopsided grin. “Devin just texted and we’re not going to tell anyone about the expansion and partnership right now.”
“How come?”
“He wants to just be able to enjoy the festival without people asking all kinds of questions.” He sighed again. “I guess it’s a good thing you and I went out and celebrated privately last night. Who knows when we’ll be able to announce it publicly.”
“You really want to tell people, don’t you?” It wasn’t a question.
Will tugged her in close and then let his hands slowly travel up until his fingers caressed her face. “I do, but…I get his reasoning. Besides, at least I got to celebrate with you last night.”
“Aww…” She snuggled closer.
“Would it be wrong if I wanted to celebrate a little more with you while we’re alone?”
Rather than answering right away, she kissed him. She kissed him until they were both breathless—that was the best kind of kiss—and as soon as they caught their breath, she leaned in and kissed him again.
He whispered her name as his lips grazed her cheek, her jaw, her throat. Slowly, she pulled back, cupped his face in her hands, and sighed dreamily. “Later,” she whispered.
“That wasn’t very fair,” he murmured.
“What can I say? You kiss like a dream.”
They both laughed, and Will took a step back. “You’re never going to let me forget that, will you?”
“Nope!”
Laughing, he finished making their sandwiches and they enjoyed a leisurely lunch together. When they were done, Sloane’s phone started blowing up with text messages, so he left her to them while he busied himself with a little research for the expansion of the garage. Just because they couldn’t talk about it with anyone didn’t mean he shouldn’t be getting prepared for it.
Before he knew it, it was time to get ready to head over to The Ridge and the big Donovan get-together. Sloane was in a pair of faded blue jeans that hugged all her curves, and a snug black sweater that made him want to beg her to stay home.
But he controlled himself because he knew she’d be coming home with him later and he could peel those garments right off of her.
And I can’t wait to see them all in a pile on my floor…
The drive to The Ridge was short, and he was surprised at how many cars were parked in front. “I thought this was just a Donovan family thing?”
Grinning, she said, “It is. There’s just a lot of us and apparently no one drove together. There’s easily something like twenty of us and then the staff, so…”
Nodding, they walked inside together. Will had her hand in his as they made their way across the room. He felt every eye on him and felt a little self-conscious about it. He knew all the local Donovans and had met the others just the other night, but it sort of felt like there was a spotlight on them tonight. He kept a smile on his face, but was ridiculously relieved when they spotted Max behind the bar.
“Let’s go grab a drink!” he suggested loudly to be heard over all the noise.
“Definitely!”
“Hey, you two!” Max said with a grin. “Glad you could make it! What can I get you?”
Will ordered a beer and Sloane did the same. “The place looks amazing, Max! You guys did a hell of a job!”
Sliding their glasses toward them, Max nodded. “Big difference from when you were here a few weeks ago, right?”