His tongue ran across the seam of her lips. She opened and he slid inside, tangling his tongue with hers.
A deep, primal growl slipped from his chest before he turned them and pressed her to the wall. “We’re staying home.”
His hand had just inched beneath her shirt when she gave his chest a big shove. “We absolutely are not. This is important. Plus, I want to meet Addie.”
“Addie?”
She slipped past him, grabbed her phone, and popped it into her purse. “Yeah, your new receptionist slash IT woman slash whatever else she does.”
“Why do you want to meether?”
“Because I’m ninety percent sure my brother has a thing for her.” She moved to the door. “Actually, ninety-five percent sure. So, pretty certain.”
“You’re the second person to say that. What am I missing?”
“You’re not missing anything. You just don’t have my sisterly intuition.”
He shook his head, but there was a hint of a smile on his face.
The second they stepped outside though, that smile dropped. He tugged her closer and his gaze scanned the street, like he was searching for danger. She didn’t miss the way his hand hovered over his concealed holster.
The drive to the park was quick, with Indie filling the quiet by talking about the photos she was editing. She’d become really good at trying to distract Colt lately. And even though he engaged with the conversation, she knew his mind was always partly on their surroundings. On making sure they were safe.
The great thing for her was that business had picked up over the last few weeks. She’d booked more shoots in the last month than she had in the entire last year. Maybe the rumors were finally dying down.
When Colt reached across and held her hand, she ran her finger over his gold wedding ring. “So…I have to tell you something.”
Colt shot her a look, concern in his eyes. “What is it?”
“I’ve lost my wedding ring.”
“You lost it?”
She cringed. “I put it away somewhere safe and…I don’t know where it is! I’ve searched every box in the spare room somany times. I even checked the outside shed. I don’t know what happened, I—”
“Hey. It’s okay. It’s just a ring.”
“No. It was yourgrandmother’sring. It’s been in your family for generations.”
He pulled into a parking spot at the park and turned to her. “It’s just a piece of jewelry. Besides, if you put it away, then it has to be somewhere. I’ll help you look again.”
“You’re not mad?”
“At you? Not possible.”
She scoffed. Because it definitely was possible. But at least he didn’t seem upset. “Thank you.”
He lifted her hand and kissed it, causing a shiver to roll down her spine.
Then she turned and looked at the entrance sign to the park. “Wow. It brings back so many memories.”
“I know. I feel fourteen years old every time I come here.”
“Back when you were hopelessly in love with me but didn’t know it yet?”
“Oh, I knew it.”
They’d gone to the same school since they were kids but didn’t start dating until high school.
