“But not all of them,” Foxsaid. “I bet there’s dozens of other things you’ve done that’ve been just asbrave. I can’t wait to hear about all of them.”
The thought of getting totell Fox every single one of my stories made me smile. They weren’t as exciting ashis, but I knew he’d listen to me as though they were.
Fox always listened to me.
Plus, he was great in bed.
Bravery had more than paidoff.
I sipped my coffee again,since just enough time had passed for me to forget how bad it was. Ifallthe coffee here was like this, I’d have to switch to tea.
“So,” I said. “Lucas is hot.”
Fox snorted. “I’d object, butI can’t argue with that.”
I’d met him this morning—himand his sister—when Fox had taken me to see his office. Gray had taken themboth on as bodyguardsandhe was talking about moving to a biggerspace. Which meant things were looking up for Fox, too.
“You two have history,” Isaid. I hadn’t missed the way they’d looked at each other, a moment ofawkwardness that’d taken a few minutes to melt into comfort.
“One ill-advised but deeplyenjoyable makeout session,” Fox said. “While I was still recovering. While wewerebothrecovering.”
My brain went to a happyplace, providing me with the full theater experience of Fox and Lucas makingout. Maybe on a narrow hospital bed? I wasn’t sure what field hospitalslooked like.
“Hot,” I concluded after amoment.
“You know,” Fox said. “Ihadn’t kissed another man from when I joined the army up to that moment. When Iwas just about to get chucked out on my arse.”
“There are only a few worthkissing,” I teased.
Fox squeezed my hand. “And you’re oneof them. Lucas is all right, but I’d pick you every time. You don’t need toworry about him.”
“I wasn’t,” I said. “Worriedabout him, I mean. I…”
“You’ve got me,” Foxpromised, voice low. “For as long as you want me.”
“Could be a long time.”
Could be forever, I thought. I’d found what Iwas looking for. Fox was it.
Fox moved my hand into hislap, sitting back. He sat in silence, stroking my hand and watching people walkpast.
“Came out here to settledown,” he said.
Settle down.
It should have been toomuch. I should have been running for the hills at the idea ofsettling downwith a man I’donly known three weeks.
But I wasn’t. Fox felt likesomeone I’d known my whole life.
I sipped my coffee again,gathering courage.Nothingcould be worse than this coffee.
What I wanted to do wasn’t scary at allin the face of having to drink the rest of it.
I set the coffee down andthen reached out to Fox, cupping his cheek and turning his face toward me. Hefrowned, brows drawn together.
Before he could object, Ipulled him in and brushed my lips against his.
It was all over in a second,my pulse thumping in my head like a nightclub baseline. Our noses bumped as Ipulled back, hand still on Fox’s cheek, feeling it heat up.
