Secret Cravings(27)

Nick’s words rang through the room and Amy realised too late that Nick had made it sound as if she’d just been in a relationship. “I wasn’t in a relationship with her. I didn’t dump her.”

“No, no, that’s not what I meant to say.” Nick threw up his hands. “Aww, fuck, I suck at this. I’m sorry, Nichole, but Amy likes you and she’s rather nervous. I think her nerves are rubbing off on me.”

Amy’s entire body went hot and she wished the floor would open up and swallow her down into the sewers, hiding her from Nichole forever. “Oh, damn, Nick. Talk about making me worse off. You need to take your pizza and leave before you make Nichole think I’m a total skank whore who’s not worth the time of day.”

“I don’t think that. I think it’s kind of funny.”

“What?” Nick asked.

“You two bickering. It’s kind of funny,” Nichole said.

“Normally we don’t,” Amy said.

“Yes, we do. We’re lawyers.” Nick laughed.

Amy pulled out three plates from the cabinet, glad that Nichole seemed to be relaxing as she and Nick fixed the drinks. The one-room apartment had enough space for a small kitchenette, a couch, two chairs and her bed, which she’d hidden from view with some Japanese screens. The bathroom was small, but functional, nothing to be excited about, but at least she didn’t have to share. Nichole took a seat on the new couch and curled her legs underneath her body. Amy couldn’t help but stare as she watched the beautiful woman get comfortable. Take it slow. Don’t scare her off.

Being aggressive came easily to Amy, but she didn’t want to frighten Nichole. She would take time to get to know her and let the other woman set the pace in their relationship. The pizza arrived and they all sat down with a few slices and a beer each, and began talking about the city they all loved.

After his fifth piece Nick begged off, saying he had an early start the next day. Amy hoped Nichole would stay longer but, after saying goodbye to Nick, she noticed that Nichole was getting ready to leave.

“You can stay for a little longer if you want,” Amy offered.

Nichole tucked her chin, her eyes hidden. Slowly, she lifted her gaze, her big blue eyes hooded by her lashes. “I should go.”

Amy’s lungs grew tight and her body craved a connection. She wanted to taste Nichole’s lips and touch her body. Need mixed with lust and raced through her body, making her wet with anticipation. Amy fisted her hands, afraid of losing control and pinning Nichole up against the wall, sucking on her neck until she cried out for more.

“Um, okay. I’m glad you came over for some pizza.”

“Thanks for inviting me.”

Nichole headed for the door and as she passed, Amy couldn’t help but reach out and take her hand. Nichole’s gaze flew to hers, searching Amy’s face. They were only inches apart and the desire to lean in and kiss Nichole pounded through Amy. She leaned in, closing the distance and brushing her lips softly over Nichole’s. It took every ounce of her restraint to not take Nichole into her arms and hold her close. Their kiss went on, testing the boundaries of Amy’s sanity.

Nichole pulled away first, her brow pinched together with worry. Amy reached up and smoothed out Nichole’s wrinkles, ran her hand down Nichole’s cheek then cupped her chin. “I don’t know what it is, but whenever you’re ready to talk, I’m here.”

Nichole opened her mouth but nothing came out. She closed her lips then opened again but shook her head. “I’m confused.”

“That’s okay, I got loads of time. I want to see you again.”

“I don’t know.”

“We don’t have to kiss again.”

“No, I liked the kiss.” Nichole’s face flamed red as she ducked her head.

“I liked it too.”

Nichole snapped her head up, her eyes wide. “I really did.”

“I want to kiss you again, but I don’t want to scare you off.”

Nichole stepped away, her eyes troubled. “How about next time? I get home at about the same time every night.”

“I’d like to see you tomorrow then.”

“Cool.” Nichole opened the front door and slipped out.

Amy couldn’t believe that she’d let Nichole leave so easily. Part of her wanted to race down the hall and pin Nichole to the wall, then kiss her silly, but she knew better. Tomorrow couldn’t come soon enough.



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For the third day in a row, Bryan woke up in Luke’s bed. They’d both agreed that it was silly for Bryan to keep going home, so he’d brought his laptop and a few files and had them stowed in Luke’s office. Being with Luke was so easy. At first he’d thought it would be weird sharing a bed and his life with a man, but somehow it had flowed naturally, both of them getting along.