Page 73 of Big Sexy Love
‘Okay!’
‘Okay.’
We study each other for a moment. I brush a curl away from my forehead. Seth cocks his head to the side. ‘So, um, I’ve justgotto—’
And then, all at once he steps towards me, pushing me up against my door, his body pressed against mine. He cups the side of my face with one hand and places the other hand on the back of my head. His gaze flicks down to my lips. Then back up tomyeyes.
‘Hi,’ he murmurs, a slight frown onhisface.
‘H-hello,’ Icroak.
And before I can even make sense of what is happening right now, Seth’s lips are on my lips. Or my lips are on his lips. Either way, we arekissing. We are kissing our lips together. We are kissingSOGOOD.
Seth moves his hands from my face to the small of my back, pulling me even closer to him. I swing my arms up around his neck and kiss him back like I am dehydrated and he is water. He runs his hand up my outer thigh, then his thumb down the front of my thigh and I can’t quite catch mybreath.
Boy oh boyohboy.
‘Hey! This is a respectableestablishment!’
We immediately jump apart at the gruff sound of Sonny’s voice. He’s at the top of the stairs, chunky arms crossed, thick dark brows furrowed. Phyllis is standing next to him, wearing a very tight bandage dress and raising an eyebrowjudgmentally.
‘Oh my gosh, sorry!’ I squeak. ‘I didn’t know you werethere!’
Seth doesn’t say anything. Just reaches for my hand lightly, trying to catch hisbreath.
I know for a fact that my face is turning crimson withguilt.
Sonny and Phyllis burst intolaughter.
‘Only kidding, ya dummies!’ Sonnybellows.
‘But if ya gonna fuck, do it in the room, right?’ Phyllis says. ‘I don’t wanna see genitals in the communalareas.’
‘At least not before lunch,’ quipsSonny.
My face absolutely burns. Am I sweating? I feel like I’msweating.
‘We’re leaving now!’ I say in my most professional, polite voice. ‘Thank you for yourhospitality.’
‘Anytime, honey. It was ourpleasure.’
Sonny wiggles his eyebrows. ‘But not as much asyours,huh?’
Ohgod.
‘Seth, your aunt Patty is in the kitchen. She heard you were here and wanted to say hi. She’s making youwaffles.’
Seth looks at me, a half-smile on his face. ‘You want somewaffles?’
I shake my head, feeling all flustered. ‘I should, um, I should probably go. I have my appointment… I’ll be fine to get back onmyown.’
Seth squeezes my hand a little before letting go. ‘Okay, so… I’ll see you tonight? Attheshow?’
‘Yeah!’ I nod. ‘Shall we swapnumbers?’
I sound like a fifteenyearold.
‘Sure,’ Seth says, taking my phone and handingmehis.
