“Huh.” I shook my head slowly. “And here, I had a feeling, it was the only thing that came up between you two.”
“She’s still pretty mad at me,” she confessed with a wince.
“You could fix that, you know.” I dipped my face closer to hers until my cheek barely brushed her temple. “By simply telling her the truth.”
“I might,” she whispered, lifting her chin and tilting her face in toward mine so we’d brush past each other again. “Someday. Maybe. But probably not tonight.”
“Great.” I lifted my hand to her hip, fingers curling in just above the waistline. When her breath caught, I lightly kissed the top portion of her ear. “And right after you let her know, then I’ll tell her about us.”
“Us?” Her gaze lifted hopefully to mine. “Wha—what about us?”
I made a disappointed tsking sound before
