We both laughed.
“I know what you should do for your mama,” Sawyer stated as her eyes brightened, and she immediately stopped in the middle of the mall. People had to swerve around us to avoid running into us. The mall was packed since Christmas was rightaround the corner. We had come out to shop for Christmas gifts for our families and friends and for Belle.
“What?”
“Send her on that cruise to Cozumel that was on the commercial the other day. She’s always talking about going someday.”
“But I don’t want her to go alone. It’s too risky.”
“Go with her.” We started walking again.
“When? I’m not leaving Belle with my granny for any extended time.”
“Leave her with me.”
“Sounds good, but you gotta work.”
“Girl, bump them folks.”
“That would be a great gift if I had someone to send with her.”
“I know.” She snapped her fingers and stopped again. “I’ll send my mama. That’s what I can gift her this year too.”
“You know what, bestie? I like the way you think,” I replied, pointing at her and nodding with a big, cheesy grin. Our mothers were best friends, so that would work out well.
“Now I gotta figure out what you need,” she stated as I looped my arm through hers and pulled her along.
“Some double A batteries.”
“For what?”
“My vibrator, because that’s the only action I’m getting these days,” I joked.
She laughed again and then stopped. “It doesn’t have to be.”
“What do you mean by that?” I asked.
“Look who’s coming our way. Mr. Hot Lips Kisses himself.”
I looked to where she was pointing and swiped her arm down. I groaned because I wished that I hadn’t told her about the kiss I’d shared with Christian. “Quit before he sees you pointing and thinks we were talking about him.”
“We were,” she stated with a smile.
“No. You were.”
My thighs clenched when I recalled how he kissed me in his station house underneath the mistletoe. That was the hottest kiss that I had ever had, including with Jeremiah during sex. I hadn’t meant to open my mouth the way that I did, but when his lips touched mine, I couldn’t help it. It had been such a long time since I had been with a man or had one kiss me.
Then I hadn’t meant to moan the way that I had either, but it had come out so naturally when heat shot through my body and straight to my core. That man made me feel things in that one kiss that I hadn’t felt in all the times Jeremiah and I had sex.
I had always found Christian attractive, always thought he was fine, and always wondered if he was good in bed. It didn’t matter that I had no business thinking about him that way because those thoughts automatically popped into my brain whenever I saw him. But the reality of kissing him had been mind-boggling.
“I’m just saying. If you need a slow screw up against the wall, why not the sexy paramedic worker who saved your baby’s life, and was the cool best friend of your ex, and who your ex always tried to emulate?”
“That was a mouthful, girl.”
“And yet, we both know it was the truth. Shit, as big as he is, he might be a mouthful himself, if you catch my drift.”
“Sawyer!” I exclaimed as my cheeks warmed.
