insistent as it slicked over the surface of her lips. Liz tasted her and was suddenly hungry. So hungry. Hungry to be touched, to be wanted.
Liz sucked Reilly’s tongue deeper, cradling Reilly’s jaw in the palm of her hand. Reilly tugged her closer, and somewhere in the lust-fogged recesses of her brain, Liz was aware of the gear shift digging into her ribs and Reilly’s other arm circling her waist. Her breasts swelled and heat kindled in the pit of her stomach. She felt wanton, wanting , in a way that was far more primal and urgent than she’d ever experienced before. She wanted to climb onto Reilly’s lap so that every part of her body could make contact. Her skin burned. She ached inside. In another few seconds, she would be beyond caring where she was or that she was about to make love to a woman who was supposed to be a casual acquaintance.
“God, you can kiss,” Liz groaned, pulling back and bracing both hands against Reilly’s shoulders.
“So can you,” Reilly panted. Her hand shook as she threaded her fingers through Liz’s hair. It felt so good to touch her. Liz was so alive, so real. “Maybe we can go somewhere a little more private.”
“I need to put the brakes on here, Reilly,” Liz said, regretting the words as soon as she saw Reilly’s expression shutter closed. “God, I’m doing this all wrong. I’m sorry. Things are pretty crazy for me right now and—”
“Look,” Reilly said in an even, almost toneless voice. “I was out of line. I should be the one apologizing. With what you’re going through, the last thing you need is someone jumping you.” She reached behind her and found the door handle, pushed it open, and slid out. “I’m sorry.”
Liz leaned across the passenger seat. “I don’t think you understand. I don’t think I do, completely, but I didn’t expect that kiss and I’m not making myself very clear.”
Reilly grinned ruefully. “Believe it or not, I didn’t expect it either. Thanks for the ride, Liz.”
Reilly closed the car door and even though Liz wanted to call her back, she didn’t. Not only hadn’t she anticipated the kiss, she most definitely hadn’t expected the way she had responded. She’d been ready, more than ready, to make love. And although she didn’t have anything against two adults enjoying each other physically if they got the urge, she liked Reilly. Maybe if she hadn’t known her at all, maybe if they’d just bumped into one another at a party, she could have had sex with her and walked away satisfied. Candace did it all the time, and it seemed to work just fine for her. But she wasn’t certain that she’d want to walk away from Reilly, and what else could she do, considering that she was in no position to offer anything else?
Reilly’s car sped by and swerved around the corner. Liz waited until the roar of the engine faded away, then started her car and carefully followed. Her head and her body still seemed to be reeling and her hands were shaking. Opening her cell phone, she pushed a number on her speed dial and held her breath.
“Hi, Lizzie,” Bren said when she answered. “What are you doing?”
“Making an even bigger mess out of my life, if that’s possible.”
“Uh-oh. Do we need an emergency meeting of the LHC?”
Liz smiled, grateful for the thousandth time for her friends. “I think maybe we do.”
“Should I call and see if Candace is finished with Parker?”
“What makes you think she’s with Parker?”
Bren laughed. “Tell me you didn’t know they’d end up together about ten seconds after Candace laid eyes on her.”
“Five seconds.”
“You’re right, I stand corrected. Where are you?”
“About six minutes from your house.”
“I’ll see you in six minutes then.”
“Thanks, Bren. You’re the best.”
“Nah, just your best friend.”
*
Reilly didn’t look in her rearview mirror. She didn’t want to know if Liz was behind her. She drove blindly for a few blocks, not really
Liz sucked Reilly’s tongue deeper, cradling Reilly’s jaw in the palm of her hand. Reilly tugged her closer, and somewhere in the lust-fogged recesses of her brain, Liz was aware of the gear shift digging into her ribs and Reilly’s other arm circling her waist. Her breasts swelled and heat kindled in the pit of her stomach. She felt wanton, wanting , in a way that was far more primal and urgent than she’d ever experienced before. She wanted to climb onto Reilly’s lap so that every part of her body could make contact. Her skin burned. She ached inside. In another few seconds, she would be beyond caring where she was or that she was about to make love to a woman who was supposed to be a casual acquaintance.
“God, you can kiss,” Liz groaned, pulling back and bracing both hands against Reilly’s shoulders.
“So can you,” Reilly panted. Her hand shook as she threaded her fingers through Liz’s hair. It felt so good to touch her. Liz was so alive, so real. “Maybe we can go somewhere a little more private.”
“I need to put the brakes on here, Reilly,” Liz said, regretting the words as soon as she saw Reilly’s expression shutter closed. “God, I’m doing this all wrong. I’m sorry. Things are pretty crazy for me right now and—”
“Look,” Reilly said in an even, almost toneless voice. “I was out of line. I should be the one apologizing. With what you’re going through, the last thing you need is someone jumping you.” She reached behind her and found the door handle, pushed it open, and slid out. “I’m sorry.”
Liz leaned across the passenger seat. “I don’t think you understand. I don’t think I do, completely, but I didn’t expect that kiss and I’m not making myself very clear.”
Reilly grinned ruefully. “Believe it or not, I didn’t expect it either. Thanks for the ride, Liz.”
Reilly closed the car door and even though Liz wanted to call her back, she didn’t. Not only hadn’t she anticipated the kiss, she most definitely hadn’t expected the way she had responded. She’d been ready, more than ready, to make love. And although she didn’t have anything against two adults enjoying each other physically if they got the urge, she liked Reilly. Maybe if she hadn’t known her at all, maybe if they’d just bumped into one another at a party, she could have had sex with her and walked away satisfied. Candace did it all the time, and it seemed to work just fine for her. But she wasn’t certain that she’d want to walk away from Reilly, and what else could she do, considering that she was in no position to offer anything else?
Reilly’s car sped by and swerved around the corner. Liz waited until the roar of the engine faded away, then started her car and carefully followed. Her head and her body still seemed to be reeling and her hands were shaking. Opening her cell phone, she pushed a number on her speed dial and held her breath.
“Hi, Lizzie,” Bren said when she answered. “What are you doing?”
“Making an even bigger mess out of my life, if that’s possible.”
“Uh-oh. Do we need an emergency meeting of the LHC?”
Liz smiled, grateful for the thousandth time for her friends. “I think maybe we do.”
“Should I call and see if Candace is finished with Parker?”
“What makes you think she’s with Parker?”
Bren laughed. “Tell me you didn’t know they’d end up together about ten seconds after Candace laid eyes on her.”
“Five seconds.”
“You’re right, I stand corrected. Where are you?”
“About six minutes from your house.”
“I’ll see you in six minutes then.”
“Thanks, Bren. You’re the best.”
“Nah, just your best friend.”
*
Reilly didn’t look in her rearview mirror. She didn’t want to know if Liz was behind her. She drove blindly for a few blocks, not really
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