the right moment (Sea Breeze: The Next Generation #6)

Chapter 22

Chapter twenty-two

Daisy

The next morning, I woke up, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, got ready, and left for work. Sarah stood in the break room with a cup of coffee along with Haley and Alice who were talking in voices too low for me to hear from where I stood.

"Hey! How was last night?" Sarah's voice was only a few feet a way, but right now it felt like it was miles. I flashed back to last night. My date with Corey, him kissing me, him making me dinner, him kissing me again, him taking me home, him kissing me goodnight, Reagan being at my door, Reagan being cocky as always, Reagan kissing me, Reagan leaving. My mind paused when it got to Reagan's kiss. I'd sat up most of the night thinking about that kiss. It made my body burn and my insides turn to goo. It also made my heart pound. Right now, it was pounding so loud that I could hear it in my ears. I slouched my shoulders, hoping my coworkers couldn't hear its pulsing drum.  

"Daisy?" I looked over at the girls who were looking at me curiously now. Crap. What was I going to tell them? I couldn't tell them about Reagan. That would make me look like a total slut and plus, I liked the fact that Reagan and I were the only ones who knew about the kiss.

"Yeah, sorry, thinking about some things I have to do when I get home. It was really good. He cooked for us at his place, and then he took me home." I came and set my purse down while they all continued to stare at me, waiting for more details.

"And? No goodnight kiss?" Haley asked. I smiled and nodded.

"Yes, there were three on the lips, actually." Sarah squealed as Haley and Alice jumped up and down in excitement.

"Oh my God! You have to tell us everything! Was it good? Did you do anything more than kissing?" I wanted so desperately to say yes, but if I did I wouldn't be talking about Corey anymore. Reagan's kiss still held three-fourths of my mind from last night as I could still feel the imprint of his lips pressed to mine. Sometimes, I could close my eyes and imagine being pressed up against my door again as his hands roamed down my body to lift my leg up his side. I could pretend, but I wouldn't. As much as I wanted to kiss Reagan much more than just one time, I had a sweet guy - a good guy - that wanted to kiss me just as much.

"No, just kissing. We're both not ready for more at the moment, and his cooking is amazing. He's super sweet, and yes, his kiss was just good." The girls squealed loudly before Dr. Rayon came into the room.

"Ladies, ladies, I understand the excitement over Daisy's date with my son, but perhaps you could discuss the matter over your break? There are sick children waiting for us to open." The tone she used wasn't scolding or upset. She was teasing us. I felt somewhat relieved by that because I didn't want my relationship with Corey to affect my job. That was the last thing I needed.

"Yes, ma'am," I said as I followed the others to leave the room and begin the day. Before I could get past the door though, she stopped me.

"Daisy, I just want you to know how happy I am for you and Corey. It's been a long time since he's been this happy, and if he had to pick any of the girls here, I'm glad he choose you."

"Corey's a great guy. I should be the one thanking you for raising such a gentleman." She paused for a thought, and then smiled at that.

"I suppose you're right, but still. He's smitten with you, Daisy. A lot." She patted my shoulder before walking out of the room. Just then, a cloud of guilt filled my chest. I felt guilty for kissing one man after I'd gotten home from a date with another. I felt guilty because it had made me feel things that I'd never felt so intensely before. Reagan made me feel a way that I know Corey would never be able to compete with. And that scared me.

Reagan

"Are you high?" Donovan stared at me oddly from his desk on the other side of Jimmy's. Jimmy was talking to the captain which left me out here with the rest of his friends. Friends that I really wanted to go away.

"No, I'm not high, dumbass." I sat forward and kept typing up the report from a case we'd worked a few days ago. I was supposed to have it done before yesterday, but it hadn't even been touched until now.

"Are you sure because I saw you smile a few seconds ago and it kind of creeped me out," Aaron said while leaning against the wall beside Donovan. Shit. I hadn't even realized that I'd been letting my thoughts make their way onto my face. Whenever I thought about last night, my mood would automatically improve.

That kiss. Fuck, that kiss was going to stick with me forever. I'd wanted her to come to me when she was comfortable, but last night had been a turning point. I had expected her to push me away and curse me until I was walking out the door, but she hadn't. Instead she had given me exactly what I had intended to take from her in that moment.

 I'd been right about her lips. They had been so soft and eager against my own. They had parted for me to let my tongue explore every inch of her mouth. I'd wanted to memorize the way she'd tasted and felt. It was amazing that I hadn't fucked her against the damn door. Her breathless gasp was what had stopped me. I didn't want the first time that I slid inside of her to be against a wall. She deserved more than that, and she deserved a lot more than I could give her.

"I'm not fucking high, now drop it." That must have been enough because they both didn't say anything after that. I didn't need them prying into my life. It was none of their fucking business why I was happy. They weren't my friends. They weren't even coworkers. They were acquaintances that I tolerated because I saw them at least once a week.

"Hey, I got a phone call during my meeting. We gotta go." Jimmy stood over me while motioning to the door. He grabbed his keys from his desk and headed that way. That was another reason I didn't need Donovan and Aaron examining my happy mood. I didn't need Jimmy finding out that I'd had his little sister pressed up against her apartment door as I ran my hands over her very perfect body. It wasn't that I was scared of him because I wasn't scared of anyone. I just didn't want the drama. Although, if having drama between Jimmy and I meant that I could have Daisy alone and naked while being powerless under my hands and mouth again, then I would gladly take the drama any day.