Pit Stop: Baby! (Crescent Cove 4)
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“Oh, sure. You just lied to her. I didn’t have an accident.”
“Technically, you did. I saved you.”
“You—I…” Stunned, I stalked over to him. “Get out.”
“Ah, there’s your color back.”
I had to be red, because I was so mad I was going to rip his eyeballs out.
He curled his arm around my waist. “You scared the crap out of me, Ry.”
I wanted to push him back, but the honest worry on his face stopped me. “It was no big deal. I just haven’t been sleeping well like I told you.”
He grazed his fingers along my cheek to tip my head up. His ridiculously long fingers slipped into the wispy hair falling from my topknot. “Why?”
“I never sleep well.”
“Well, I’ve only spent one night with you and we definitely didn’t sleep.”
I wrapped my fingers around his wrist. “Gage—”
“Well, we didn’t.”
“I thought we weren’t discussing that.”
“No, I think that was your idea. Me? I want to talk about it all day long. All night long. Hell, any hour you want.”
I couldn’t stop the laugh. “Stop trying to be charming.”
“I don’t try. It’s just a God given talent.”
I rolled my eyes, but then he was lowering his mouth. Before I could push him away or evade, his
lips touched mine. Not the hot, hard kisses that we’d shared before.
No, this was soft and sweet.
A barely there kiss, but the memories it stirred made me lightheaded again. I swayed against him and he tugged me closer.
“You’re not going to faint on me again,” he said against my mouth.
“And you ruined it.” I pushed him back.
His laugh was low and rumbly. “So, I just made you swoon then?”
“Go.”
He tugged on my knot and my hair tumbled over my shoulders. “Jesus, you are stunning.”
I wasn’t sure what to say to that. I nibbled on my lower lip and resisted the urge to bring my fingers to my still buzzing mouth.
“I’ll check on you later.” He gave me that half smile that had gotten me into so much trouble to begin with, then he was gone.
I collapsed back on the sofa with a groan. “What are you doing, Rylee?”
Seven
For a minute, I waited in the hall.