“Why wouldn’t it be? If anything, it’s kind of a relief. Now I can totally make out with you at The Gravy Train.” He runs his hands through my hair, playing with it. “Is that what this is about? My moms and your friends knowing?”
“No. Maybe.” I push off his chest, meeting his curious green eyes. “It’s just…she said something similar to what your moms did. About what we’re doing here, putting our friendship and hearts at stake.”
A deep crease forms between his brows. “Okay…so?”
“Do you think we’re making a mistake, Cooper?”
His face falls at my words.
“Come here,” he says, grabbing my arm and pulling me up until I’m straddling his lap. He pushes that same errant lock behind my ear again. “Where is all this coming from?”
I shrug, not wanting to rehash my conversation with the girls. “Just thinking.”
“Does it feel like that to you? Like we’re making a mistake?”
“I…well, no,” I tell him. “You?”
“Fuck no,” he says, his voice strong. Certain.
He slides a hand up my cheek, cupping it and pulling until my forehead is resting against his.
“I’m scared. What if this doesn’t work out? I don’t want to lose my friend too.”
“That’s a moot point. I kind of like you and stuff.”
I huff, annoyed by his non-serious answer.
“Look, Care, if you’re asking if there’s a chance this won’t work out—sure there is. Just like there’s a chance tomorrow won’t come, or you won’t remember to take the trash out because, by the way, it’s your turn again.”
I laugh. “Coop…be serious.”
“I am. I am being serious. You’re awful at remembering your trash-day duties.”
I shake my head, pulling away from him. “You’re ruining this.”
“I’m not. I’m just trying to tell you there’s nothing to worry about. Whatever comes our way, we’ll be fine.”
“You think?”
“I know. I mean, just look at us. You groped me and we thrived. Now we’re having the best sex of our lives.”
I sigh in exasperation, but a tiny smile pulls at my lips as I push out of Cooper’s hold.
“I don’t know what I was thinking hooking up with you.”
“You weren’t.”
“I know.”
He pulls me back to him, his lips brushing against mine. “But it was a good decision, yeah?”
The best. “Jury’s still out.”
“Really?” He kisses me, his hands sliding down my body to my hips, his cock growing hard against me as he drives his hips upward. My clit rubs against him, the friction making my already sensitive area pulse. “What can I do to help my case?”
“Hmm…I’m not sure.”
“Well, I’ve got a few ideas…”
He slips inside of me and argues his case—rather convincingly.
15
Cooper
“Are you ready to go yet?”
“Almost!” she calls from her bedroom.
I toss my head back, sighing.
Here we are again: me waiting on her to get ready while she races around her bedroom telling me five more minutes…every five minutes.
“You’re going to be late. You promised River you’d be at the store by nine AM sharp.”
“Quit your complaining, Mr. Gets to Stay Home Longer!”
The girls are meeting at Making Waves to double-check inventory before heading over to the venue to start setting up. I have a few things to take care of with work, then plan to show up later for moral support and to make coffee runs.
“Come on, Care. I’m sure you look great. Plus, I’m sure you’d rather not piss off River by being late. Don’t tell her this, but she kind of scares me.”
I hear her laugh. “Just let me grab my shoes!”
Finally, I hear her making her way down the hall, and I rise up from the couch.
She steps around the corner wearing jeans that look like they’ve been painted on. A plum-colored sweater hangs off one shoulder, just waiting for me to sink my teeth into. Those same sexy-as-fuck boots she wore with her red dress complete the look, making me excited about peeling them off later.
“You look…fuck.” I reach down, adjusting my hardening cock.
Her full lips curve into a coy smile, like she knows she’s killing me right now. “I look fuck?”
“Mhmm. Are you sure you have to go today?”
She giggles as I close the distance between us, wrapping my arms around her waist.
“Yes, I’m sure.”
I drop my lips to hers, kissing her breathless.
“Do we have time for a quickie?” I ask, pulling my mouth away, kissing up to her ear.
“Weren’t you just complaining about me being late?”
Shit. I totally forgot. Caroline does that to me, short-circuits my brain.
I wonder if there will ever be a time she doesn’t affect me like she does now. I sure