Page 60 of Fielder's Choice

I think I like Lane a lot more than I realized…

“So why did you want to grab lunch?” Ella asks, taking a sip of her water.

After I pried Harvey away from my… Lane, I stopped home briefly to apologize to my parents about forgetting to text them last night and to change into something that didn’t make me look like I was doing a walk of shame. Then, I texted the girls to invite them to lunch because Ireallyneeded to talk all of this out.

All but Harlow came, but that’s to be expected since she literally just got engaged last night.

“I just…” I sigh. “I need to talk. My mind is swirling, and I’m having a hard time grasping everything.”

“What does that mean?” Lucia questions.

“It’s just… Lane.”

“What about Lane?” Rory looks at me with slight concern. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes,” I reply honestly. “Truthfully, it’s more than okay. I, uh… kissed him last night.”

Ella’s eyes go wide. “You did?! Fucking get it, girl!”

“When did you kiss him?” Lucia looks at me excitedly.

“Once we left the party. He walked me to his car, and I finally asked him if he was going to kiss me in the kitchen before Rory walked in. When he said he was, I just leaned up and kissed him.”

“How cute!” Rory squeals. “What happened after that?”

“Then we kissed some more. I decided I didn’t want to go home yet, so we went back to his place. We pretty much made out the rest of the night before we fell asleep.”

“So you stayed with him, huh?” Ella teases.

“Yes,” I breathe. “But we didn’t go further than kissing.”

I figure I won’t tell them about how I accidentally made him hard twice as well.

Rory’s smile is so broad. “So what does this mean for you two?”

“I have no idea,” I admit. “It’s not easy for me to open up, but Lane is being patient with me. I think we’re just seeing where it goes.”

“I just love this,” Lucia grins. “Lane is such a good guy, and you’re so sweet. I know Sage adores you, too. It’s a perfect pairing.”

I throw my hands up. “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. He’s still nine years older than me, so who knows what he actually sees with me.”

Rory places her hand on top of mine. “Liv, Lane doesnotdo this. He’s literally trying everything he can to keep seeing you. You may have an age gap, but he absolutely does not care about that.”

“It doesn’t really bother me either,” I admit. “When he told me he was thirty-two, I thought it would, but the more I get to know him, the more I realize that the years between us don’t matter at all. I like him. I really like him.”

“He likes you, too,” Ella smiles. “Man’s got it bad.”

I bite down my grin. I know they’re right, but it’s nice to hear that this isn’t all in my head.

When I let myself think about how incredible last night was, I get that foreign sensation again. The one I think I know, but I’m not sure.

But I’m with three ladies right now who I’m sure won’t judge me for asking.

“So, I have a question. It’s going to show how naive and sheltered I am, but I really just need to know.”

“What is it?” Rory looks at me curiously.

I let out a breath. “I, uh, keep getting this feeling when I’m with Lane. Kind of low in my abdomen.”

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