“I take it back. You said the one thing to ruin it,” Derek replies, the smile on his face evidence that he is just joking.
This time, I’m the one shifting closer to him, pressing my knee to his. “Then maybe you can teach me to be a fan.”
Derek’s focus moves to my mouth. I see the way his tongue darts out to wet his lips. Thank God this thing between us isn’t one-sided, because I might lose my mind.
“Can I kiss you?” Derek shakes his head. “Sorry, that is probably really uncool, but if I can’t?—”
I press my fingers against his mouth and move within an inch of his. “It’s very cool. Especially because not many guys would ask. Now Derek?”
“Yes?”
“Kiss me.”
He doesn’t need me to tell him again, closing the distance between the two of us. The moment his lips touch mine, everything fades into oblivion.
My toes curl, and every single cell in my body feels like it was set on fire.
Becausewow.Can Derek kiss…
It’s soft, yet firm. The way his tongue slides along the seam of my lips, I open easily to him, not caring that we’re in the middle of a restaurant.
I want Derek like I’ve never wanted another man before. I fist my hand in his shirt, as a whimper escapes. I want to be as close as possible to this.
“Oh, sorry, Derek.”
A voice breaks through the kiss, both us nearly jumping out of our seats.
“It’s okay.” He hides the lopsided smile as the server sets our meals down and scurries away.
“Busted.” I laugh.
Derek pushes my plate toward me. “Hopefully we didn’t scar him. He’s the owner’s son. Working here while he’s in college.”
“Come here often then?” I grab a lime and squeeze it over one of my tacos.
He nods, shoveling a bite into his mouth. “It’s one of the few places the tiny person we’re not talking about tonight likes.”
I take my own bite, smiling at him. I can’t remember the last time I’ve smiled so much. “Wow, you’re right. This is delicious. Maybe I should bring Lydia here.”
“We’re really terrible at this.”
“Not talking about our kids?”
Derek nods. “I guess it’s what happens when they’re your entire life.”
“I don’t think I’d like you as much if it weren’t the case.”
“You like me, huh?”
I try to push him away, but Derek holds me close.
“Stop it.”
“C’mon, Sutton.” Derek is laughing. “If it helps, I like you too.”
I shrug, going back to my taco. “A little.”
Derek stops me from taking another bite, looking straight into my eyes. It’s unnerving being under his gaze like this. I couldn’t look away even if I wanted to.
