I moved my feet so I could sit up.
“No one says you have to watch them with me,” I told him. “I’m fine to watch them on my own, ya know.”
“I do, but it’s not as fun to yell at their dumbasses by yourself.”
“No lie there.” I took the can he offered, taking a deep drink before setting it down. “When I meet the right man,” I told him, pointing at the TV just as the movie started, “I’m going to know he’s perfect for me because he will plan a trip to my favorite place ever.”
“Kelly, you’ve never been to Ireland.”
“No, but I want to go. Someday. Maybe for my wedding. Or honeymoon. Or an engagement. I don’t care; I just want to go. And he’ll know.”
“Trust me, that is so not a biker guy.”
I rolled my eyes at him before shoving him.
“Okay, can we not talk about my love life right now. Geez.”
“Come here.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and tugged me to lean against him.
I sighed, breathing in his scent, feeling like he was my home.
And he was.
Sure, I had my family, whom I loved and was close to, but no one was better to me than Josh. He was the one person I could be me with, and I did not have to worry about it.
I glanced up at him, looking at his profile in the glare of the TV light and thought for the millionth time just how lucky I was to have him in my life.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I replied.
He turned to look at me, a smile tugging on his lips and before I could stop it, we moved closer, our lips brushing in the sweetest of movements.
The shock through my system, though, was something new. And before I could think twice about it, I crushed my lips to his, groaning as his hand found the back of my head, holding me against him.
Chapter 3
Josh
This was not supposed to be happening.
Her lips were not supposed to be against mine.
Her body was not supposed to be rubbing over mine.
But hell, if I could stop it.
Better yet, fuck if Iwantedto stop it.
My hand tugged on her hair, angling her more so that I could kiss her deeper.
Had I ever wanted to do this?
I can’t lie. Yes, I have. I’ve thought about it, but I also always felt like I wasn’t one she’d notice. Not because I was nerdy, but because I was more in the friendzone.
By the sounds she was making though, I was now out of that area.
I slipped my tongue out, mixing it with hers, and that had her crushing against me, her hands fisted in my shirt.
