There's a slightly-muffled whoop coming from the other side of the door, but she's too busy pressing herself up against Cougar to pay attention enough to tell which one of their idiotic friends it is.
Her mug drops from her fingers to shatter on the tile of their balcony, but she doesn't even pull away to swear, too busy sliding her now-free hand into Cougar's hair to hold on all the tighter.
She wants to say that fireworks go off when he kisses her, or the skies open and a heavenly chorus comes down to serenade them for what they're doing, but honestly, it's not an earth-shattering moment. It's comfortable. Sinking into Cougar's arms feels right, like this is something that they should have been doing for years, like they fit together perfectly and this was meant to be.
His arm is warm and solid against her back, his hand spreading wide against her side as he nuzzles her jaw. "I'm sorry," she murmurs with a happy sigh, running her fingers through his hair. "I just didn't want to lose you. You're my best friend. I didn't want to fuck up what we have."
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Her mug drops from her fingers to shatter on the tile of their balcony, but she doesn't even pull away to swear, too busy sliding her now-free hand into Cougar's hair to hold on all the tighter.
She wants to say that fireworks go off when he kisses her, or the skies open and a heavenly chorus comes down to serenade them for what they're doing, but honestly, it's not an earth-shattering moment. It's comfortable. Sinking into Cougar's arms feels right, like this is something that they should have been doing for years, like they fit together perfectly and this was meant to be.
His arm is warm and solid against her back, his hand spreading wide against her side as he nuzzles her jaw. "I'm sorry," she murmurs with a happy sigh, running her fingers through his hair. "I just didn't want to lose you. You're my best friend. I didn't want to fuck up what we have."