Gage couldn’t believe he’d gone along with this plan. Or how much he enjoyed kissing the blonde woman he’d literally met thirty seconds ago. But her lips were soft, and she melted right into his arms the way his previous girlfriends had.
She’s not your girlfriend, his mind screamed, and it was loud enough to make him pull back. He cleared his throat and looked over his shoulder to see the other man still standing there, staring.
She’s not your girlfriend“You should go,” he said, employing his Marine voice and hoping that would be enough to get this guy off her front lawn.
“Go, Ricky,” Sheryl said, and Gage kept his body mostly in front of her.
Ricky’s fists clenched, but he didn’t take another step forward. A moment later, he spun and stomped back to his truck, where he got in and drov
