“I did.”
“Then I’d love some.”
“Great.” She pushed away from the table and stood. “I’m just going to clear these dishes. I can bring the cookies and coffee out on the patio, if you’d like.”
Justin nodded. “Please.”
Mari exhaled slowly as soon as she entered the privacy of the kitchen. Would every meal they share be this uncomfortable? Because Paul came over to eat regularly, and they were at his place just as often.
She was arranging cookies on a plate when the door opened and Justin slipped into the room. Without speaking, he took her elbow and spun her around, pulling her against his body. He tilted his head, finding her mouth to kiss her slowly, his tongue barely teasing her lips. Mari opened herself to the kiss automatically, her arms going around his neck. She loved the way Justi
