But First, Coffee by Sarah Darlington

Author:Sarah Darlington [Darlington, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 16

LANA

Joe was taking too long inside the house. Now that I was alone in his garage, I took in my surroundings—damp, dingy, and dirty. I put my bra and underwear back on. There was a small work sink in the garage. I rinsed Joe’s T-shirt under the water at the sink, then I rang it out as best as I could and pulled it on. I’d be taking it home with me—thank you very much—since my options were extremely limited at the moment. I also managed to shimmy into the jean skirt even though it was dripping wet too.

During sex—the most amazing sex of my life, by the way—Joe had been present and loving. I felt like I was the center of his world. Then, the moment he pulled out and moved me off his warm chest, something changed. He grew distant, distracted. Maybe it was a part of his ADHD, but most likely, I bet he was realizing he’d broken his two-year celibacy streak. On me, no less, and he had to be freaking out about that. Or facing old demons. Whatever it was, I could tell something was bothering him. I felt like I had to leave—I needed to give him his space.

The moment he came back into the garage, looking fresh and dry, the first words out of my mouth were, “I have to go. I have work I need to catch up on.”

“Okay,” he said, not fighting it, staying a distance of about four feet away. “I’ll open the garage.” He hit the button.

Fresh air and sunlight poured in as the old door started to creak upward. Why was this turning awkward? Luckily, it only stayed awkward for a moment when he closed the distance and wrapped his arms tightly around me, getting his fresh clothes wet. “I’m going to miss you so damn much, woman. I’ll come back to you, I promise.”

My heart pounded. He kept saying things like this that took my breath away. “You mean this week while you’re in Tacoma working with Abe?” I asked for clarification.

“Yes.”

Why did I feel like that wasn’t what he meant at all?

Because I don’t think it was.

The garage finished lifting just as I heard Kitty’s voice scream about something from inside the house.

“Kitty has drama I need to help her with. Like usual. You better get going.” He squeezed my ass just as the door to the garage finished opening. Not wanting to stick around for that, I left Joe and hurried off down the driveway. The rain had let up in the thirty minutes or so that we’d been in the garage. I grabbed my shoes and his coffee cup at the end of his driveway as I jumped into my car. I shot Joe one last look. Both he and Kitty were watching me leave, and they weren’t talking.

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