This Can't Be Goodbye by Kelly Siskind

Author:Kelly Siskind [Siskind, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CD Books
Published: 2023-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

chapter nine

Avett

Except for step number two—Prove you can be trusted—I’ve abandoned my Cosmopolitan-inspired spreadsheet. There’s no point winning Naomi over romantically, not with her adventurous life plans and our deal to keep things casual. We’re both attracted to each other. We’re consenting adults who have agreed to test if our chemistry truly sparks. But falling for her, when she’s on the cusp of such a big change, doesn’t make sense.

Nowhere in my five-year plan does it say: Have your heart broken.

Still, we have this. One month of the occasional hookup, if that’s where tonight leads. Or maybe one night will be enough. We’ll fuck our brains out and go back to our friendly bickering, aware we have chemistry, no longer enthralled by the mystery of us.

Regardless, I plan to fulfill step two on my Cosmo list. I want Naomi to trust me. Trust is the basis of all friendships, and our journey here has been a haphazard road of potholes and dead ends. Which is why I’m prepping Gran’s insanely good chicken pot pie recipe with chunks of tender chicken, sweet potato, peas, and broccoli swimming in a rich gravy. The showstopper is the flaky pie crust.

I don’t actually hate cooking. I lied, allowing Naomi to think she was, once again, making my life difficult. That woman loves watching me squirm. It’s sadistic, the enjoyment she gets out of my discomfort. It’s also kind of cute, and I’m a believer in food being the pinnacle of peace offerings. How can you not trust a man willing to make fresh, flaky dough in your honor?

My doorbell rings right on time.

I glance around my kitchen and, last minute, decide to trash the wildflowers I placed on the counter. This isn’t a date. We need to keep our intentions clear and avoid all future seven-year misunderstandings.

Flowers trashed, I shake out my arms and stretch my neck. Last time I saw Naomi, she was flirty and all in for whatever tonight brings. She could have changed her mind since yesterday. Decided it’s not worth getting involved, even casually.

Once again distraught over this woman, I find myself hesitating at the front door, unsure which Naomi will be on the other side. Friend Naomi. Antagonizing Naomi. We Shouldn’t Get Involved Naomi. Or, my personal favorite, I’ve Always Thought You’d be a Good Fuck Naomi.

Tired of my stalling, I open the door and let out an animal grunt.

Whoever this Naomi is, she’s gorgeous.

Her mass of wavy hair cascades around her shoulders, and she’s wearing a tight yellow knit dress I’ve never seen. It dips dangerously low in the front, the sash around her waist accentuating the flare of her hips. Yeah, her body is perfection, but it’s her face that slays me. Seductively arched brows, blushed cheeks, sex-red lips begging to be devoured.

I’m pretty sure this is I’ve Always Thought You’d be a Good Fuck Naomi, and I’m suddenly nervous.

“You look sensational,” I say on an exhale.

Her eyes do a sweep of my jeans and old-fashioned bowling shirt.

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