Page 52 of Protecting Josie
“Breathe, Remi,” Kevlar scolded.
“Sorry,” she said with a little blush. “I just…today has been fun.”
Seeing the usually somewhat shy Remi be so effusive was a little surprising, but Blink wasn’t all that shocked she’d come out of her shell around Josie. There was something about his Spirit that brought out a different side of people. Maybebecause she didn’t talk much, but looked at you as if you were the most important thing in her world at that moment.
“I didn’t know you were feeling cooped up,” Kevlar said with a little frown.
“Oh! I’m not! Not at all. I love being in our apartment. It’s just…sometimes it’s nice to have some female company.”
“I agree,” Josie said quietly.
“See! She agrees,” Remi said. Then she skirted the table to where Josie had stood next to her chair and hugged her. “I just want to put you in my pocket and take you home,” Remi said with a huge smile.
Josie rolled her eyes, but it was obvious she wasn’t offended by her new friend’s comment.
“And here I was afraid you two might not get along,” Blink said.
“What? Why wouldn’t we? Josie’s awesome. And so smart. You should see how fast she can type. I swear it’s inhuman.”
“I’ve seen,” Blink told her.
“Right, of course you have. It’s impressive. I have an idea to make Pecky take a typing class where he’s hunting and pecking for each letter, but his teacher is this amazing, tiny little burrito, and when they get shoved into an oven by the big baddie, the burrito saves the day by being able to tell the firefighters where they are by texting with her fast little fingers.”
“You seem a little obsessed with putting Pecky in situations where he’s kidnapped or in danger,” Kevlar said with a little frown.
But Remi shrugged off his concern. “It’s a phase. Considering what my friends and I have been through, I want toshow Pecky going through tough situations but being able to bounce back with the help of the brave characters who save him, and also with the help and support of his friends. It’s a kind of therapy for me. Whatever.”
“As long as you’re okay,” Kevlar said, pulling Remi against him and kissing her temple once more.
“I’m okay,” she promised. “Do you think we can stop for tacos on the way home? For some reason, I’m in the mood.”
“You aren’t staying for dinner?” Blink asked in surprise. He was standing in the entrance to the living area, giving Josie some room. What he really wanted to do was go over to where she was standing and give her a huge hug, but he was trying not to overwhelm her or pressure her too much. It sucked, frankly.
“Nope. We made the lasagna for you two. Josie told me how much you and your twin liked your dad’s lasagna, so we wanted to attempt to make something like it,” Remi said.
“See you tomorrow,” Kevlar said as Remi packed up her drawing supplies. “I’ll let you know what Benny and Jessyka say after I talk to them tonight.”
Blink nodded.
“What they say about what?” Remi asked after she’d gathered her things.
“I’ll tell you on the way home,” Kevlar said.
“Thanks again for the great day,” Remi told Josie. “I’ll text you with details on our next get-together. With Wren this time. Okay?”
Josie nodded with a smile.
The door shut, and then it was just Blink and Josie.
“Whew. Remi isn’t usually such a…hurricane,” he said with a smile.
Josie chuckled.
He couldn’t stay away from her any longer. Drawn to her as if she were a magnet, Blink crossed the room to her side. Without thought, he leaned in and kissed her lips. It was a short, welcoming kind of kiss, but electricity still shot straight to his cock at the feel of her lips against his. Thankfully, his camouflage uniform pants somewhat hid his reaction.
“Hi,” he said after straightening. “It smells absolutely wonderful in here. You didn’t have to make dinner. I would’ve figured something out when I got home.”
Josie rolled her eyes. “You worked all day. It was the least I could do.”
