And it was just like coming home. Warm. Familiar.
Every-fucking-thing.
Before I knew it, my arms were wrapped around her, my other hand was buried in the back of her hair, and our tongues were dueling.
“Ack!” Maddie screeched. “Sorry. As you were.”
I broke the kiss and rested my forehead against hers. “See? They’re rooting for us.”
Indy’s giggles floated through the kitchen.
“Actually, guys?” Maddie called from down the hallway. “Do you mind if I grab the gravy boat real quick? Nathan wants some more.”
“Fuck,” I murmured before pressing a quick kiss to Indy’s forehead. “We’re coming! I’ll bring it!”
I crossed the room and ladled more gravy into the boat then held out my hand to Indy. “Are you seriously okay with joining that band of lunatics?”
“Absolutely.” She plopped her hand down in mine.
Best. Thanksgiving. Ever.
Chapter 26
Indy
As I brushed a light layer of mascara on my lashes, a realization hit me like a thunderbolt.
I’d never had a date before.
Sure, I’d dated a guy in high school, but that wasn’t the same. Mutual hangouts weren’t an official date. And we’d broken up before prom since I wasn’t around much due to my gran’s doctor appointments and the job I had to get to help with the bills.
Fuck you very much, Anthony Jenkins.
So as I paced the living room of my new apartment, I tried to calm my nerves.
Because I shouldn’t be nervous.
I’d lived with Dylan.
I knew what he looked like when he first woke up.
I’d watched him scratch every part of him.
I’d felt him inside me.
I had absolutely no reason to be nervous.
But I still jumped like an anxious cat when the doorbell rang.
Clutching at my chest and trying to breathe deep to calm my racing heart, I slowly walked over to the door. I took one more breath then opened it.
And Dylan was standing there, looking all kinds of sexy.
We were going to a gallery showing—which I took to mean fancy dress, so I was wearing the dress I got for Hope’s wedding. Dylan was dressed in what I guessed was bad boy formal. Black jeans, black t-shirt, and a black leather jacket.
“You look amazing,” he murmured, staring at me like he’d never seen me in this dress before.
I shook my head. “You look like we’re going to knock over a liquor store. I am clearly overdressed. Give me a minute.”
