Finding Our Way (Finding our Way 1)

“Why?”

“Because I needed the moral support before Dean’s plane gets here in an hour.”

“An hour? I thought his flight was this afternoon.”

“He hopped an earlier flight.”

“That’s good right?”

“Yeah, I’m just nervous and excited.”

“I can understand that. I looked like a jackrabbit waiting for Bryce.”

“Yeah, but you guys are official. I’m not sure what Dean and I are.”

“We’ve gone over this, he’s obviously interested in you.”

“Think it would be too much to get a special lingerie for Valentine’s Day?”

“No, as a matter of fact, I may have some for you. Looks like mine is a wasted effort.”

“Why?”

“Bryce has put a ban on sex. Every time we get close, he stops it.”

“Even now?”

“Apparently.”

“I could understand in Miami, you two had just gotten together. But now it’s been like six weeks.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Well, let’s come up with a seduction plan. Make it so he can’t resist you.”

“I want him to want me. I’ve loved this guy for almost eight years. Getting shot down really screws with my confidence. He knows I’m not a virgin so what’s the problem? Is sex—”

“So should I wear the purple or black?” Quinn’s eyes grow wide as she interrupts me. She nods her head and looks over my shoulder.

I turn around and see Bryce scratching his head, looking confused. He’s in a pair of flannel pajama pants and nothing else and my mouth waters at the sight. Then I inwardly panic that he overheard our conversation. His face is unreadable but then when he smiles at me, I relax.

“Morning sleepyhead,” I joke.

“Yeah, why didn’t you wake me?”

“You were peaceful. And besides Quinn needed me. Want me to grab you a cup of coffee?”

“Nah, I’ll get it.” He walks over and kisses my forehead before going to the kitchen.

“Shit! Do you think he heard me?”

“Nah, but I guess we can’t really come up with a seduction plan with him in the other room. I’ll think on it and get back to you.” She winks and gets up. “Now I need to get dressed and go to the airport.”

“Good luck. Want us to wait for you and all go to lunch?”

“Yeah, sounds good. Thanks for helping me get my mind off Dean. Your drama is always much juicier than mine.” She winks and then closes her bedroom door.

Bryce comes to sit down and pulls me into him. “What are we doing today?”