“You wrote me a song.”
I can’t help but smile. “I did and we are performing it tomorrow night at the awards show.”
“I’m your date.”
“You are, and from what I’ve heard, you have a pretty smoking dress that I’m going to want to rip off of you.”
She rolls her eyes. “Can I ask you about my job?”
I sigh. I’ve been hoping to avoid this topic. “Sure,” I say.
“I’ve done a bad job. I let the band down.”
I wrap my arms around her and rest my chin on the top of her head. Liam and I haven’t sat down a
nd discussed what to do. We were going to wait until after this week was over before we made plans to move forward.
“I think we threw you to the wolves without proper training. It’s our fault.”
“I think I should quit.”
“Why?” I’m caught off-guard by her statement.
“Because if we’re together, I need to be away from you.”
“What?” my voice breaks. I don’t want her away from me, ever.
“Not like that. What I’m saying is I like that you come to my house after you’re done working and if we spend all day together, the evenings won’t have the same meaning.”
I think I love this woman. I tip her head up and capture her lips. She’s right. The anticipation of seeing her after work will be worth it.
“So what do you want to do?”
“Quit. I’ll help Josie at Whimsicality.”
“If that’s what you want.”
Katelyn nods. I guess that settles it. I’m indifferent about her decision. I’ll miss her during the day, but knowing she’ll be expecting me at night is going to be worth it.
“You’ve never kissed me in front of the girls.” She says as she turns in my arms.
I feel the side of my mouth move up in a smile at her. She slaps me in the chest. “I’ve never kissed anyone aside from my mom and sister in front of Quinn. He’s never seen me with a woman.”
“Are you serious? Why?”
I look down. What if she finds my reasoning stupid? When I found out Quinn was mine, I changed my ways. Yes, I still partied and did my fair share of womanizing, but I didn’t bring that home to him. “I want him to have respect for women, and if I parade them around, he’ll think that’s okay when it’s not. Now why haven’t you kissed me in front of the girls?” I ask her the same question even though I know the answer.
Katelyn purses her lips. I can tell she’s biting the inside of her cheek. “I’m not sure how they’ll react. I haven’t told them about us because I don’t know what to say. Honestly, I feel stupid trying to put a label on us.”
“So don’t.”
“Don’t?”
I shrug. “Tomorrow night when they ask me who you are, my answer is going to be Katelyn. No one needs to know. Who cares what people think, we only matter to us and I’m not going anywhere, anytime soon. Are you?”
“No,” she says, trying not to smile.
“Good.”