Something More by Kat Watson Read Free Book Online

“Something to be said for a cozy fireplace.”
    The conversation and mood were taking a distinct turn into territory I absolutely didn’t have time to explore right then. I sighed. “I really should run. Much as I want to stay.”
    “Call or text and let us know you got home, okay?” Jay asked, leaning closer to kiss me. “And come back Friday?”
    “Mmhm. I can do that,” I said.
    “Pack a bag for the weekend?” he asked, unsure of himself.
    “Maybe. I can maybe do that.”
    His lips were perfect against mine, and I really wanted to crawl into his lap and let him touch and love me until I was a puddle in his hands. I cursed not being twenty-something anymore, having long ago lost the ability to skip sleep and keep going on caffeine the next day.
    “Definitely,” I said. “I’ll definitely stay the weekend. If that’s okay.” I broke our kiss to look up at Noah, who was clearing dishes.
    “Of course. That’ll give us lots of time,” Noah said, grinning and waggling his eyebrows. “Maybe we can go out to dinner or something.”
    Oh, shit. I hadn’t ever considered what going out with both of them would be like. Fucking fabulous. Something new for me to worry about for the rest of the week.

CHAPTER FIVE

    Sure enough, I spent a lot of thought cycles on our upcoming dinner. The boys left the choice up to me—we could meet at their place again and eat takeout, or we could go to a restaurant on a real and proper date. After too much thinking, I decided it was better to go out. I wanted to dip my toe in and experience what it was like with them in the outside world, rather than waiting until we were all more invested. I reasoned that I could still back out if it was too awkward, but of course, I was already in deep, emotionally. I didn’t want to think about how things might fall apart if it became unbearably uncomfortable going out.
    After work on Friday, I ran home and showered. I shaved my legs then got out and put on a sexy bra and panty set with garters and stockings. It had been a long time since I cared about and put effort into how I looked, and I wanted to feel and be sexy. I wore a silky wrap dress that fit the bill, accentuating my curves perfectly, along with my highest heels. I did my makeup, dabbed perfume on, and fixed my hair in loose waves. I was ready for an epic first date.  
    I packed an overnight bag for Saturday and Sunday, stuffed as full as it could be, and threw it in my trunk before I made my way downtown. They’d picked a very upscale place that I’d only ever been to for business meetings.  
    When I walked in, they were already there, waiting in the lobby. I smiled, glad that they’d been prompt. Yes, it was important to me. I liked people who respected my time. They were freshly shaven and smelled insanely good. I stumbled a bit at how to greet them; I wanted to kiss both of them and give them a look that said how much I appreciated the date, but the hostess was paying awfully close attention to us. Instead, I settled for a peck on Jay’s cheek as he squeezed my forearms in greeting. Noah—of course—grabbed me and kissed me hard.  
    His lips left mine and I was glad his arm was still around my back to steady me; I was stunned stupid. Somehow, in the two days that had passed, I’d forgotten what a fucking amazing kisser he was. Of course, it made me want to kiss Jay even more. For research purposes, of course. I needed to feel him against my lips, too. I let out an exasperated sigh, and then, damn the hostess and her prying eyes, grabbed Jay by his tie and pulled him close. He smelled so different from Noah, lighter and sweeter to Noah’s spice and wood. I took my time, resting my nose in the crook of his neck and inhaling him first, then peppering kisses up and finally over to his mouth. It was about the build, the seduction, with Jay. He didn’t disappoint, kissing me for several slow moments before we broke apart and there I was, arm-in-arm with my two boyfriends,