It was the first time she’d said as much.
“Rafe thought I would end things with you because of what happened.”
Holt figured that wasn’t an illogical assumption. “And? Are you?”
Her arms moved around him, and she squeezed. “No.”
“So you’re ending things with Rafe?”
Her grip on him loosened when she pulled back. Gone was the sad, sobbing woman. In her place, one who thought men were stupid. “Why do both of you assume that’s how this ends? It’s like you’ve both forgotten that you were kissin’ in the middle of downtown.”
Bailey eased off his lap, and he reluctantly let her go.
She started to pace. A few steps that way, a few back. When she stopped, she planted her hands on her hips and glared at him. “I think you need to figure this out for yourselves.”
“I’d say we do have some things to talk about. At the very least.”
Her arms dropped to her sides, and her shoulders slumped. “Are you gonna … you know … whatever the two of you do together?”
“Fuck?” he supplied.
“Sure. Let’s go with that.” She brushed her hair back from her face. “Because it would only be fair. I cheated on you. You cheat on me.”
Holt stood quickly, grabbing her and pulling her into him. He tilted her head back and stared down into her surprised face.
“First of all, you didn’t cheat on me. I knew when I suggested you go over there that something might happen. I would’ve put up a fight if I was worried about it.”
“So this is you bein’ okay with me sleepin’ with other guys?”
“Hell no.” He leaned in closer and lowered his voice. “This is me being okay with you trying to figure things out with Rafe. Don’t think for a second that I’ll be okay with you fucking anyone else. It might not look like it, but I’m a possessive man, baby.”
“Ditto,” she chirped. “Woman, I mean. Not … you know what I mean. I’m just not sure I’ll be as okay with you and Rafe … doin’ stuff.”
God, she was fucking adorable.
“Stuff?”
“Yeah. You know, sex stuff.”
Holt chuckled.
“Don’t laugh at me.”
“Trust me, little rabbit. I’m not.” He released his tight hold on her and pulled her in so he could hug her close. “I’m not saying anything’ll happen but tell me what concerns you about me talking to Rafe privately.”
“I just... Y’all have history, and I don’t want y’all doin’ stuff that might make you forget about me.”
Now,thatwasn’t what he expected her to say at all.
He slid his hands down her back and cupped her ass. “What if youarethere?”
Bailey’s hands slipped under his shirt. “Are we doin’ hypotheticals here? Like fantasies?”
“Sure. Let’s call it that.”
“Well, if I happened to be there, then I could just … you know, keep an eye on you both. Then maybe I wouldn’t feel left out.”
“Are you saying you’d like to watch?”
