Page 59 of More Than Words
“I should plug you in and light you up.”I reached for her cheek.
“Ethan.”She pretended to be shocked.“You’re such a dirty talker.”
This time, when she giggled, I cut her off with a deep kiss.
With her lips pressed to mine, her laughter dissolved into a groan that sent a shot of heat right between my legs and made my dick twitch with the need to get her alone.
“Mmm.”She touched her finger to her lips as I stepped back.“You lit me up, all right.”
More than anything, I wanted to continue exactly what we’d started and forget all about the stack of boxes and mess around us.But I was all too aware that Quinn was just upstairs and acting on my impulses would definitely fall way out of the G-rated boundaries she’d set.
“You didn’t tell me that Quinn knew about…well…us,” Delaney said, her thoughts obviously drifting to a similar place.
“Is that okay?”
“Of course it is.”She didn’t hesitate.“I hated keeping it from her as long as we did.”
“Which wasn’t very long.”
She chuckled.“No.It wasn’t.”
“It turns out that we’re not very good actors.”I reached for her again, my hand finding her waist through the strings of lights.I pulled her close, unable to keep away from her.
“So?”she asked before I could kiss her again.“What did you tell her?What exactly is this between us?”
I hesitated, but only for a second.“I don’t know,” I answered honestly.“But it feels good.”I pressed a kiss to her forehead.“Really good.”
“It does.”Her smile was soft.“It feels real.”
“It sure does.”I pulled her closer.
“We probably shouldn’t be having this discussion in what looks to be a snow globe explosion.”
I shook my head.“I think this is a conversation best left for later.”I kissed her nose.“When we’re alone.”
“Mmm.”
Our lips met again in another deep kiss that made me long for more.I shifted her light-wrapped body so I could hold her closer and deepen our connection, when?—
“Comeon,” Quinn groaned from behind me.“I thought we agreed to no gross stuff.”
Reluctantly, I pulled away from Delaney, but kept my hand on her hip.
“Did you find the cookies?”Delaney’s voice was casual, as if she wasn’t currently wrapped up like a present I’d been seconds away from unwrapping.
“I did.”Quinn gave her a strange look as she walked past with the loaded tray.“And I mixed up three cups of hot chocolate.Extra marshmallows.”
“Just the way I like it.”
Quinn set the tray on the top of Delaney’s rickety front counter and the whole structure swayed dangerously.
I reached out quickly to steady it.“I thought you were going to get this looked at?”I dropped into a crouch and grabbed the block she used to keep it level.It had been knocked loose.Again.“I got it.”I stood and dusted my hands on my pant legs.“But it’s not a permanent solution.”
“I know.”Delaney spun herself around, untangling herself from the lights.“It’s on the list of things I need to get to,” she said.“After Christmas.”She winked.“I’ve been a little busy.”
“You know I can help if you?—”
“I got it, Ethan.”She stopped me gently.“Truthfully, I don’t want to bother fixing it if I can.Instead, I’ve been keeping my eye out for something to replace it.I just haven’t found the right thing yet.This was always supposed to be a temporary counter anyway.Maybe after the holiday season…”
