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“I thought you and Wolfe were…” Her eyes dropped to my chest. “I thought y’all liked each other.”
“We do,” I admitted, still brushing my thumb over her skin. Although like was a somewhat elementary term that I probably wouldn’t use to describe what I was feeling for Wolfe.
Her eyes darted back up to meet mine, then shot quickly over to Wolfe, who was still standing like a statue, staring out at the lake.
“But…”
I cocked one eyebrow when she turned back to me.
“Is this…?”
I continued to wait.
Amy’s eyes widened. “Is this like one of those situations in those Nicole Edwards books?”
I frowned. Who the hell was Nicole Edwards?
“What the hell kinda books are you readin’?” Wolfe asked, turning toward us.
Amy peered up at him, ignoring his question. “You kissed me earlier.”
“I did.” His admission was absolute, his voice softening when he added, “And I wanna do it again.”
Amy looked down at my hand on her leg, then slowly lifted her head until our eyes met again.
I saw the moment she accepted what this was. Whether or not she would move forward, I couldn’t tell, but she’d figured us out.
She shook her head, dropping her gaze once again. “I’m so confused. This doesn’t happen in real life. I mean … I’ve never met anyone who…”
“It happens,” Wolfe stated. “And now the question is, do you want it to happen?”
I glanced heavenward.
Please, God, let her say yes.
Chapter Ten
Amy
And wasn’t that a good question.
I had no freaking idea what I wanted. This was too weird.
And yes, I'd stumbled across some books that depicted situations like this, but I honestly never thought it really happened. I'd been so disbelieving that I hadn’t even given it a thought when it came to Rhys and Wolfe. And me.
Here I thought I was the odd woman out.
Turned out they wanted to include me.
The idea was hot.
However, it was still weird.
Could I really kiss Rhys after having kissed Wolfe just a few hours ago?
His hand did feel good touching my leg, and for a brief second, I'd felt like I was cheating on Wolfe, although Wolfe was standing right there and clearly saw it.
Not that Wolfe and I were together or anything, but he had kissed me. Well, he’d kissed me back. I'd been the one initiating the kissing, but I couldn’t help it. The man made me want things I'd never thought I would want again.
