I dropped my head back down, so our lips were almost touching again. “I haven’t stopped thinking about your lips since last night,” I admitted in a moment of weakness. “Dinner, talking, and a kiss is my reward for this.”
She smiled up at me. “And based on what’s pressing against my leg, you’ve already had your sweet reward, Han Solo.”
“If that’s the case, I’m not moving anytime soon,” I told her, loosening my elbows enough to lower more body weight against her. “I’m really comfortable and enjoying myself.”
She raised her head from the mat and narrowed those fiery eyes. “Old shoes are comfortable.”
“Shh,” I whispered, shaking my head slowly and closing my eyes. “You’re ruining my moment.”
“Arrogant,” she grunted, wiggling again underneath me. “Self-absorbed, cocky motherfu—”
“They all mean the same thing, darlin’,” I said softly, interrupting her, enjoying the fuck out of her softness and sass.
“You’re still a…” she started to say as I opened my eyes.
Without thinking, I did the only thing I knew would make her quiet.
I kissed her.
Chapter Five
Makenna
I stared at my reflection in the mirror, running my fingers across my lips, still able to feel the warmth of his mouth on mine. I groaned, hating the way I felt about a man I barely knew.
Was I in love? No. We’d only known each other a day, and I’d never believed in love at first sight.
But was I in lust? Hell yes, I was.
Austin was relentless, and no matter how many times I protested, he sucked me in, making me agree to another night out with him. He kept telling me his time was limited here, and once he left, I’d regret turning him down for the rest of my life. The man was so full of himself.
“I was really hoping you’d stay in tonight and help me organize,” my new roommate, Allison, said to me as I grabbed the tube of my favorite mascara.
“Tomorrow,” I promised her, moving my face closer to the mirror to apply the first layer. “I can’t cancel my plans, but I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
She crossed her arms, leaning against the doorway to the bathroom, staring at me. “Another hot date. You’ve been here less than forty-eight hours, and you’ve already found a man.”
Allison, Blondie, and I met at A school, where we learned the basic ins and outs of our jobs in the navy. I’d really wanted to room with Blondie, but instead, I was stuck with Allison. She was nice. Don’t get me wrong. But her idea of fun and mine were two totally different things.
I pumped the wand a few times, coating it with the thick, black mascara, gazing at her in the mirror. “I wasn’t looking for a man, Al. He’s only in town for a few days, and I promised him I’d go to dinner with him before he leaves.”
“So, I haven’t lost you forever?”
I shook my head. “You could never lose me.”
She rolled her eyes. “As soon as we get settled, you’re going to find yourself a guy, one who’s staying, and I’ll never see you again.”
I kept my eyes on the mirror, running the wand across the top eyelashes of my right eye. “You’re being a tad bit dramatic.”
She sighed. “Am not.”
That was Allison. Overly dramatic about the dumbest things. She was more worried about how we were going to organize the kitchen than about anything else in the world. Her life was passing her by, which she didn’t seem to care about as long as the spoons and forks were in the right place.
“As long as I’m stationed here, I’ll be living with you. I’m not leaving to run off with some guy.” I turned my head toward her as she shook her head. “Really, Al. Why don’t you start on the kitchen, and tomorrow night, I’ll help finish it?”
She chewed her lip, staring at me as neither of us moved. “I don’t know. I can finish the kitchen by myself, but maybe tomorrow, we can organize the bathroom.”
“Sounds fun,” I muttered, not even trying to hide my lack of enthusiasm.
