“Sarah.” Abe ran his thumb over her skin. “It’ll be easy—we can tell everyone at once at this ‘pool-warming’ of Noah and Kit’s.”
Sarah nodded. “I know.” The other couple was excited about their new pool, had invited everyone over for an inaugural swim. “Are you sure they won’t mind me being there?”
“Sweetheart, quite aside from the fact you’re friends with the women, the guys all know we’re together, even if we haven’t done a couple thing with them yet—they’ve just been giving us space by not prying.”
Abe ran his knuckles over her cheek. “Only reason you didn’t get a separate invite is because they expect us to turn up together. I think they figure we must be ready to admit our relationship by now.” A grin. “I mean, they only have so much patience—except for Thea the whole lot of them have been pretending not to have seen that photograph of our kiss for months.”
That made sense. Of course it made sense. Especially since Kit had chatted to Sarah about the pool just the other day, her words holding an expectation that Sarah would be there this weekend to see it. “I’m crazy,” she announced.
“You’re just nervous.” Pulling the SUV to a stop on the side of the quiet Pacific Palisades road, Abe turned to face her, closing his hand over her nape. “So am I.” He grinned. “Shit, I’m going to be a dad.”
Sarah released a breath she hadn’t been aware of holding. All she had to remember was that they were in this together, a unit. She wasn’t alone. “Should we plan how to tell them?”
“We’ll figure it out as we go.” Moving without warning, he kissed her with a scorching heat that made her moan in the back of her throat as her legs pressed together. Abe put his free hand on her thigh in response, sliding it high enough that she had to nudge him off before things went past the point of no return. “You are not making me naked on a public road, Abe Bellamy.”
A wicked smile, then one more kiss that melted her bones before Abe settled back into the driver’s seat. They didn’t speak again until he stopped at the gate to Noah and Kit’s large property, but he kept his hand on her thigh anytime he didn’t need it to drive. It felt great. Wonderful. The stubbornly romantic girl in her loved it.
“Kit gave me a remote for the gate,” Abe told her. “It’s in the glove compartment.”
Locating it, Sarah pushed the button to open the gate. She made sure to close it behind them afterward, conscious Kit had once had a dangerous stalker. Even though that stalker was now locked up in a psychiatric facility, Kit was a well-known actress and Noah a rock star. Fans who wouldn’t normally intrude might forget themselves if given such a wide-open opportunity.
“What in the name of all that is holy is that?”
Glancing forward at Abe’s exclamation, Sarah felt her eyes widen. A hot pink Ferrari sat next to the crouching red beast of Fox’s Lamborghini. When Abe came around to open her door—she’d kind of gotten used to that, liked him to do it—she let him help her out, then went over to examine the car while he let Flossie out from the back.
Her pet barked excitedly at this new place before running over to lean her warm body against Sarah’s leg while she peered inside the astonishing car that was causing Abe to mutter epithets under his breath.
“I think I see diamantés,” she told him, nose pressed to the glass of the window. “And wow, there might be pink fur on the foot pedals.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”
Rising to her full height, she turned toward Abe. Giggles threatened. “You look like you’re about to cry.”
“I am. Who the hell would do that to a beauty of a machine?” Shuddering, he threw an arm around her shoulders, drawing her snug against his muscled heat. “Come on, I can’t look anymore. Look at Flossie—she can’t believe it either.”
She laughed softly as he led her toward the sounds of splashing and conversation, was still smiling when he opened the gate to the pool area and said, “Who the hell brought the pink horror?”
They walked into laughter and play and friendship.
Flossie was in heaven, racing around the pool and barking hello at everyone.
In the chaos, Sarah heard several shouted, “Hellos” including “Hey, Sarah!” and suddenly she felt silly for being nervous. These were all their friends.
“Your pool is amazing,” she said to Kit when Noah and Kit surfaced after a dive.
Pushing her hair off her face as she treaded water by the side of the pool, Kit met Sarah’s eyes with the sparkling amber of her own. “Did you see the waterfalls?” She was positively bubbling. “Noah got those for me.”