Series: Credence, Colorado #1
April 30, 2019
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“And that’s where I had my first kiss.”
CC tuned back in and focused on where Wade was pointing. It was the football field, a lush bright green amidst the faded wooden bleachers and the peeling goalposts.
“Right there under those bleachers.” He smiled and sighed. “Kathy Williams. I became a man that day.”
“It was that good, huh?”
He laughed. “I suspect it was terrible at first.”
He shook his head, and a tiny little hitch near CC’s heart snuck up and surprised the hell out of her. Her gaze was drawn to his profile, to the tilt of his lips. Usually those lips just exasperated the hell out of her, articulating his ridiculous demands, but, she had to admit, he had a great mouth. Kinda made a girl wonder what other demands lips like those could make.
Not that she’d ever wondered. Nor was she about to start. Crushing on her emotionally unavailable boss would be dumb. Especially when she was only a few months off never having to see him again.
“I fumbled it badly, went like a bull at a gate. She pulled away and said, ‘softly, Wade,’ and then…”
It was hard to believe Wade had ever fumbled anything. His had been the safest hands in the NFL. And he’d obviously improved beyond kissing, if that thing he did with his tongue was as good as Annabel had said.
“Well…” He smiled, obviously still caught up in the memory. “Let’s just say she was patient, and I’m a fast learner.”
“How old were you?”
“I was fifteen. She was seventeen. The head cheerleader.”
CC rolled her eyes. “How very Riverdale of you.”