Page 58 of Everyone I Kissed Since You Got Famous

Katie moved her body closer to Wil’s until she could smell snow and mint and the Wil smell of her neck, which had never changed.

“Katie Kat.”

Katie straddled her. Wil’s hands found her hips. Katie put her nose against Wil’s nose. “You haven’t called me that yet.” It was her name from the bracelet Wil had made her, the name that only Wil had ever called her. Katie hadn’t known she’d been waiting for Wil to say it until it landed and lodged against her ribs, making her chest so tight.

“This is really good.” Wil squeezed Katie’s hips. “It’s much easier not to be frustrated about the future when I can feel how hot your thighs are.”

Katie smiled down at her. “Here is the question. Do you want to be a lawyer?”

“Yes. I thought so. Especially after Beanie recently got some hooks in that made things more clear. But then I got caught upwith thinking how happy I am being an insurance adjuster. It’s not that it’s hard to imagine myself being happy doing something else. I guess I want to know that I’ll behappierbecause I’m doing something that’s exactly right for me, and that’s where I get stuck.”

Katie smiled and kissed Wil’s pale blond eyebrows and the line that sank between them when she was distressed. “All of what you just told me is so much better than you even think it is.”

“Why is that?” Wil shifted beneath her, putting more of their bodies in close contact and sending up a pulsing ache between Katie’s legs.

Katie wanted to lick her. “Because, Wil, you’re already happy. You’re good at being happy. That means that a lot of different kinds of life will make you happy.”

“More.” Wil leaned forward, and her hands on Katie’s hips slid up to her waist, and Wil’s hot, beautiful mouth was on Katie’s neck.

More.God. Katie closed her eyes against the shivery, hot, glorious sensation.

“Do you think you could be happy working as an attorney?”

“Yes.”

“All of these schools, at the end, do you get to be a lawyer?”

“Yes.” Wil’s voice was getting a little bit lower every time she answered one of Katie’s questions, making the heavy pulse between Katie’s legs pound a little bit harder.

“They teach you all the kinds of law you need to know, not just one special kind you pick out right this minute because you figure outexactlywhat makes you happy?”

“Yes.” Wil sounded distracted now. Katie had slowly moved her hands to the sides of Wil’s breasts, soft under the wool of her vest, and Katie watched how her touch made the hollow in Wil’s throat sink and felt her hands tighten on Katie’s hips.

Yes.

“So if you make the stakes of this decision as big as they go, then what happens is you leave Green Bay to go to a school that teaches you how to be a lawyer, and you learn about different kinds of law while experiencing what it’s like to live in a new location and meet new people…”

Katie stopped because Wil had picked up Katie’s hands to move them over her breasts. Katie rubbed her thumbs over Wil’s nipple and Wil let out a gasp, which led to Katie licking behind Wil’s ear. Katie broke out in shivers all over. It took her a moment to remember what she’d even been saying.

“… and then you either pick what kind of lawyer you want to be and you are a happy lawyer, or you decide it’s not for you and return to Green Bay, where you cheerfully resume your career as an insurance adjuster, having had an exciting adventure.”

She sounded breathless. Wil was making her breathless. She wanted to kiss her. Katie sank her hands into Wil’s hair and put her mouth next to Wil’s. Felt her breath on her own lips.

Katie licked her lips.

Wil moaned.

God. God.

She forced herself to stay with their conversation. It was important, and she wasn’t allowed to kiss Wil because she knew, too, that Wil would be the only person she would ever want to kiss, and, worse, if Wil kissed her back it would be to tell Katie the same thing, and this, right here, wasn’t there yet, and wouldn’t be there ever.Thiswas a manifestation of yearning they hadn’t been able to name years ago. It was honoring that yearning. It was an obliteration of the reality of April on her way to the airport and Madelynn delightedly spinning bad news and Diana upstairs trying to decide whether to bake or run the vacuum because of where Katie had left things with her. It was what Katie wanted, only what she wanted, nothing she didn’t want.

She could have this. Shecould.

But she could not kiss Wil Greene.

“You’re in a win-win situation,” she said breathlessly. “There are no wrong decisions.”

But there were for Katie. So many wrong decisions, everywhere she turned.

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