Page 98 of Love Undiscovered
“You slept with him?” Kat asks.
It does my ego proud knowing Cookie automatically associates ‘so good’ with me as being sexual.
“No, not yet.”
Fist pump! She saidyet.
“But I’m not going to be able to hold out much longer. It’s like I lose my head with him,” Remi says.
“Nothing fucking wrong with that,” Kat says.
“Easy for you to say, you’re with the love of your life and he just put a ring on your finger, for the second time.”
“Bauer is a good guy, Remi. What’s wrong with just seeing where this goes?”
“Everything. I’m not a relationship person like you or Lexie. I don’t want to have someone get to know me so well that they can anticipate my needs or finish my sentences.”
“Why not?” Kat asks.
“Because that sounds like my own personal form of hell.”
“Do I look like I’m in hell?”
“No,” Remi sighs. “You look happier than I’ve ever seen you.”
“Well then.”
Remi whispers whatever she says next, and I can’t quite make it out. But Kat whispers back, “I know.” And I hear them move, and maybe hug? I move back toward the end of the hall and make like I’ve just arrived. I look in the room as I pass and see that Kat is hugging Remi.
“Now that’s what I like to see,” I say. “Hang on, I’ll shut the door and put my phone on video mode. You girls just continue with what you were doing.”
Remi looks at me and rolls her eyes. I walk over and give her a kiss on the cheek and squeeze her waist lightly. Not sure if displays of affection are okay in front of Kat.
Kat gives me a hug and says, “It’s nice to see that in this ever-changing world, Bauer, you’ve managed to stay the same.” I laugh and kiss her on the cheek as well.
“Cookie, where’s Romeo?” I ask Kat.
“He’s on tonight. So it’s just me, myself, and I as a third wheel on your date. Yay, you.”
“I’m digging the hair, Cookie. It’s very bad-ass.”
“Why thank you, kind sir.” She bats her eyelashes at me. I smile back.
Remi clears her throat, then asks, “Did you just get here?”
“Yeah,” I say. “I was looking for the restroom.”
Kat points it out to me, and I leave the women alone. When I return, it’s just Remi in the room. She walks toward me with a look in her eye that I can’t quite identify. And it doesn’t matter, because the next thing I know, she’s got her arms around my neck and her lips against mine, in a real kiss. I grab her around the waist and pull her to me.
God, she feels good against me. I will never get tired of this.
Her tongue slips into my mouth, meeting mine, and I groan. I can’t help it. I feel her smile against my lips. I continue the kiss until she pulls away slightly.
“Hi,” she whispers.
“If I leave and come back will you greet me like that again?”
She laughs and gives me a quick peck on the lips, then leans back to wipe what I’m assuming is her lipstick off of them.
