Kiss Me, Don’t Talk: A Blizzard Night’s Confession novel Chapter 7

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Georgiana shook her head. “I’m not scared.”

Latham wasn’t entirely convinced. “Just get in the car.”

She glanced down, watching their fingers still laced together, warm and a little tingly. That lingering touch made her palms feel almost itchy.

Latham’s gaze turned unreadable. He released her hand, rubbing his fingertips, then stepped over to open the back seat door. Once Georgiana climbed in, he closed the door and slid in next to her.

Up front, Aaron hesitated, wondering if he should put up the divider. He decided to leave it alone—no need to complicate things.

A message popped up from Adelina. “Babe, did that old bat cause you trouble?”

“Hurry up and come see me.”

“There are brand new male models at the club tonight.”

“Seriously, so hot.”

Georgiana replied, “Latham showed up. He had my back.”

Adelina responded with a bunch of thumbs-up emojis. “Can you find me a guy like Latham?”

“Oh, and babe, I got you a wedding gift.”

“Now go seduce him already.”

Georgiana just turned off her phone, slid it into her purse, and cleared her throat. Latham took everything in. He had no idea what she was reading, but he didn’t miss the way her pale earlobes went suddenly bright red.

She accidentally met his eyes. His gaze was cold, dark, and intense.

Latham spoke, his voice soft and low. “Talk with me?”

She knew he wanted to bring up what happened at lunch today. There was no getting out of it. Latham wasn’t the type to let anything slide, not even for his wife.

“Okay.”

His tone was gentle. “I’m not blaming you for what happened earlier. I think healthy relationships are built on good communication. When a problem comes up, we should talk it out, otherwise we’ll waste time guessing what the other person means.”

Georgiana was surprised, but kept her face calm. “I agree.”

Latham raised a brow. “So?”

Why did it feel just like those meetings where the boss waits for you to explain yourself? Georgiana had played that role plenty of times, but right now, she couldn’t find the words.

She finally admitted, “First, I promise I won’t try to outsmart you again. Second, at lunch, I didn’t have a jacket on, and there wasn’t one for me at The Blair Estate, either. Someone as sharp as you must’ve noticed that. Third, you said we’re married. If your mom’s rushing us about kids, you’re the one who should help me, not leave me hanging.”