Malcolm stilled, but after a moment put his hands on my waist and deepened the kiss.
I barely opened my eyes to see if Covin had left. Everything looked to be the way it was.
I broke the kiss. Malcolm stepped back surprised.
“This is off-character. Not that I’m complaining.”
Widening my eyes, I said, “I’m so sorry, Malcolm. I get a little tipsy after a cup of wine.”
Malcolm appeared a little dazed himself. He bit his lower lip.
I said, “I probably should go. I’ll see you later. Just…forget that happened.”
Quickly, I made my escape out the door. I found Covin outside walking down the street.
I whistled. He turned and waited for me.
I ran up to him. There was something off about him. His shoulders were slumped forward. He appeared sad. I didn’t understand.
“Did you get the
