Page 99 of Embers

That line—I’ll be thinking of you tonight—and the way he looked at me as he’d said it. It carried the promise of more kisses.

And sex.

Holy cannoli, that kiss.

I touched my lips with a shaky hand. His kiss had rocked me to my core. The boy next door was now the man I wanted to kiss me again. To fuck me. He’d put every university guy I’d met to shame with one kiss.

And now I wanted to have all of him.

I turned on a bedside lamp and paced the room. My clutch buzzed with a text.

Tom: Hell of a kiss, Rosie.

Me: That was unexpected.

My heart hammered against my ribs. Now was the time for risks. Time to see if a friend wanted to be more than that.

Me: But I liked it

Me: A lot.

Dots appeared and stopped and reappeared several times on the screen.

Tom: Trying to concentrate on driving.

Me: You’re not driving and texting are you?

Tom: Course not.

Tom: I’m parked at your gate trying to ‘calm down’

Me: ‘Calm down’??

Tom: Let’s say things are a bit hard at the mo. Makes driving very difficult.

Tom: Turns out a lovely woman I took to the awards dinner was sexy AF and she kissed me and now I can’t stop thinking about her.

Oh. My. God. He’s talking about his erection. And he liked the kiss.

Wait, are we sexting now?I wanted to, yes dammit, keep him sexting.

Me: Sexy, huh?

Tom: oh yeah, in that dress. You were the most beautiful woman in the room tonight.

Me: pfft. Heaps of women looked great tonight.

Tom: maybe. I was concentrating on my speech notes so I didn’t stare at someone’s cleavage in my line of sight while I was trying to read my speech

Holy shit.

Me: Is this helping you to drive home?

Tom: Not particularly. But it’s fun *winky face emoji*

Tom: Forgot to say before I really liked our kiss too.

Me: If only we hadn’t been interrupted

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