“Sage is over?”
I nodded.“How did you know that?”
“Saw her car.”
“Oh.”I felt dumb.
“I’m guessing she’s on the couch, so we need to keep our hands to ourselves this morning.”
I nodded.“I’m sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?”
“Because if I’d told Ashlyn about us already, it wouldn’t matter.I was going to, but after she saw Rob with someone the other day, she’s been a bit lost.She keeps saying she’s over him, but obviously she’s not.That’s why Sage is here.Ashlyn decided yesterday she really is over Rob and wanted to go out.Sage went with us.”
He shook his head.“I understand.She’s your best friend.You have to do what you think is right for her.I think it’s great you’re worried about her feelings.That you’re here for her.”
I swallowed, wondering what he would say if I told him I was thinking about staying.I was keeping things from both of them.
“How was your night?Where did you go?”
“We went to Pour Standards for dinner and up to the bar afterward for drinks.It’s amazing up there.”
“It is.One of my favorite places.”
“What are some of your other favorite places?”
He looked at me, his gaze sliding down my body.He leaned over slowly.“I was very content on my knees the other morning.”
My entire body flushed hot.
He kissed me quickly, then chuckled and sat back in his chair.“I love being out on the water.It always makes me feel grounded.Ironic, maybe, but I love it.”
“I understand that.It’s a different kind of peace.If I lived here, I’d have to have a boat.”
“We should go out on my boat,” he said, the words coming out in a rush, like he hadn’t meant to say them.“If you want, I mean.Sometime.”
“I would love that,” I admitted.
“What about next weekend?Evie will be with her mother again.Maybe you and Ashlyn…”
He trailed off, and I knew it was because Ashlyn didn’t know about us.If she did, it would be an easy choice.Or we could go out alone and Ashlyn wouldn’t think it was weird.
“I’ll talk to her soon.”
“I’m not trying to pressure you.”
“You’re not.I don’t like keeping things from her.Especially something good.Break-ups are hard, but I feel like I’m lying to her.I want her to be happy.”
“She should be with someone who is good for her.”
“Yep.”
“Speaking of good for her,” he said, his voice dropping low.“I’ll have an empty house tomorrow morning.”
“Is that so?”
“Maybe you can have breakfast with me?”
