Page 106 of Connectio
“Jesus!” I nearly jump out of my skin at his close proximity. “It’s Lucy.” Scowling at him, I open the door and say, “Hi” hoping she doesn’t want to speak to Carly.
“Hi.” She gives Will a quizzical glance then focuses back on me. “Is Carly here?”
Crap!“Yes, she is.”
“Can I come in?”
It’s probably not a good idea, but I step back and gesture for her to enter. “Surrre. I don’t think she’ll speak to you though.”
Lucy glides past me like an ethereal being, and I swear for a second that she is Belle from Beauty and the Beast.
“So, she told you.” Lucy hangs her hands, one over the other, in front of her waist.
“She did.”
A half-smile creeps onto her face, and she points to Will then to me. “Are the two of you…?”
“Maybe,” I snap.
Her smile widens. “That’s wonderful!”
Will winks at Lucy and lifts his chin, smug-like.
I turn to him. “Go home.”
His smugness vanishes. “What? Why?”
“Take the time to think about what I’ve told you. Really take the time. You can’t do that here, now, with all this shit going on.”
“You’re kicking me out?”
“Yes, but”—I stretch up on my tippytoes and lightly peck his lips—“I’m hoping you’ll come back. And if you don’t, I understand. I won’t hold it against you.”
Will threads his hand across the back of my head and pulls me to him, teasing my lips apart with his tongue, his kiss firm and direct.
“I’ll see you tomorrow, sweetheart.”
