Page 71 of Be Mine, Sweetheart (Something Borrowed 3)

“Do you want to come inside?” he asked.

“I do, but I don’t want to move too fast.” When he laughed, she grinned sheepishly. “I mean, any faster than we already have. I think that’s what happened the first time. We hadn’t even kissed before and we jumped into bed.”

“Right, and riding me in the front seat of my truck is going slow.”

She shoved his shoulder with her free hand. “Shut up.”

He pulled her closer since her hand was still in his. “I really missed you, Kel.”

“I missed you too.”

Chris tugged her toward the porch. “Then I think you should come in.”

She held back. “Wait. First, before anything else happens, I wanted to apologize about pressing you so hard about what we were last weekend. It all came out of nowhere and you weren’t the only one freaked. I was just surprised because I’ve never…felt that before.”

“Felt what?”

“That kind of passion. That out of control ‘I need to be near this guy’ sensation.”

Chris kissed her, his hands coming up to tangle in her hair. “I haven’t either. It wasn’t just you. I really want to give this a try, Kelly. Not because I am trying to keep you from experiencing life, but because I want to share it with you.”

“Wow. That was pretty romantic.”

“Is that a yes to spending the night with me?”

She smiled brightly. “Yes.”

They climbed the porch steps hand in hand and when they got inside, Chris pointed to the spare bathroom.

“If you want to get cleaned up, I’ll use the master bath.”

“Sure. Can I borrow a T-shirt to sleep in?”

Chris pressed his mouth against her ear. “You’re not going to need it.”

Kelly blushed. “Naughty.”

“Uh huh, so hurry up.”

Kelly disappeared into the bathroom. Chris went into his bedroom and stripped off his clothes. Fungi watched him from his perch on top of the cat tree Chris had bought him, his eyes heavy lidded with sleep.

Chris put the anti-fungal medicine on his little circle and then covered it with a bandage before Kelly walked in. After he washed his hands and brushed his teeth, he got into bed.

Kelly came in a few minutes later, wearing nothing at all and his breath caught as her hips swayed the entire way across the room. She crawled across the bed and stopped, frowning as she pointed to his chest.

“What is that?”

He glanced down at his bandage. “It’s nothing.”

“Then why do you have a gauze pad on it?” she asked.

Chris groaned. “Fine. I have ringworm.”

Her mouth dropped. “You weren’t going to tell me?”

“It’s not like I have herpes. I have it covered, and you said it was no big deal.”

“Nope. That stuff is so contagious. There is no way I am sleeping in this bed with you.”