“No, I mean, I want to spend it with you.”I swallowed hard.“I don’t want us to keep just sporadically meeting for dinner or trying to carve out time for each other.We both have busy lives.That’s not going to work.”
“I don’t understand,” she said.“What are you suggesting?”
“That we spend the evenings together.Nights too.”
She grinned.“You want sex.”
“That, too, obviously,” I laughed.“But I want more than that.I want this.”I pointed between the two of us.“I don’t even know what it is, but I fucking love it, and I want more of it.”
“Knox.”She was slowly understanding what I was trying to tell her.
“I just want us to spend as much time together as possible.And I’m aware of how insane that sounds.”
She smiled and then tugged at the collar of my robe.I leaned closer and kissed the corner of her mouth.
“I happen to like the sound of it.”
“You know what?Since we’re heading back to San Diego tomorrow, we can actually make it to Mom’s pizza party.”
“I’m not following,” Amy said.
“When I dropped by their house, she said they’re inviting everyone over for the afternoon.I told her I couldn’t make it, but now things have changed.We can go.”
“We?”
“Yeah, you and me together.”
She drew her fingers down my neck.I grabbed her wrist, kissing the inside of it.
“You know that might give your family ideas, right?”she taunted.
“Hell yes, it will, but I don’t mind at all.”
She raised a brow.“You don’t?”
“Nah.”
I knew this meant my life was going to get turned upside down one way or another, but I was strangely looking forward to it.
