But that’s not going to happen if I move hundreds of miles away. How will I see him? I’ve heard that long-distance relationships sometimes work, but I’m pretty sure whatever is happening between me and Flyn is far too early for that.
It’s definitely far too early to ask him to come with me. And that might never be an option. He sounds super close to his sister and niece. Even his parents. Nevermind his job.
Oh hells. What am I going to do? Do I give up my found family for a man I’ve kissed once? For the hope of something that might never happen?
What if I stay here alone, and this tentative thing with Flyn doesn’t work out? I’ll have nothing and no one. I guess I could run up to the stately home with my tail between my legs. But if I chose a man over them, will things ever be the same again?
Oh goddess. What a terrible, awful decision to have to make.
Chapter twelve
Flyn
Ican’t believe Jade is here. In my house. On my sofa. Sitting next to me.
It feels like a fever dream come true and I can’t concentrate at all on this stupid Netflix film I randomly chose to put on.
Jade seemed a little on edge when he first got here. More so than usual. But he has slowly relaxed. It might be time to pull the old yawn-and-stretch-arm maneuver, and put my arm around him. I’d like that. Sitting here in the dim lighting with my arm slung over Jade sounds amazing.
Just as I am getting really excited by the idea, the opportunity appears. Jade leans forward and towards me a little. Innocently shifting his position as he reaches for the popcorn in the bowl perched between us.
I stretch. I yawn. And as I lower my arm back down, I let it come to a rest around Jade’s shoulders.
He startles at my touch. He turns his head towards me and stares at me with wide eyes, his handful of popcorn frozen halfway to his mouth.
His dazzling green eyes drop down to my lips and his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows. It’s all the encouragement I need.
I lean forward. My movement exaggerated and slow. I want my intention to be obvious, so he has every opportunity to tellme no.
His eyes widen. He doesn’t move away, he moves towards me, and our lips collide halfway between us, somewhere over the popcorn bowl.
His lips taste sweet. Softer than candyfloss. Warmer than apple pie. There are fireworks again, but these ones can’t be seen by anyone else. They are igniting in my soul.
I’m kissing Jade. Again. How the fuck did I get so very lucky? This is incredible.
Our kiss deepens and grows. I can taste his hunger, his need. His passion.
My heart beats loud and strong. It quickens my pulse. My head is spinning and a deep, profound arousal is burning through me.
Breathlessly, I pull away. Just a little. I rest my forehead on his.
“Can I blow you?” I gasp.
Jade squeaks and pulls away, trying to push himself into the sofa as if he wants to disappear. He stares up at me with frantic eyes.
I back off carefully.
Jade’s cheeks flush a cherry red. “You don’t want to do stuff like that with me.”
I can feel my brows furrowing with confusion. I’m really, really sure that I do want to do stuff like that with him. All the stuff. All the time.
“Why?” I manage to say.
He squirms and looks away. “My body count is really high.”
I blink in surprise. I have no idea what I thought he was going to say, but it wasn’t this.
“You have an Only Fans or something?”
