Kelsey knew she was pointing out the obvious, but it seemed important to say. “Have sex?” Ross’s voice rumbled beneath her ear. They remained on the rug, warm bodies nestled together, her head on his chest. She nodded. “Multiple times, even. With people they have no intention of marrying.” “And you think we can do that? Be like those people?” “I don’t see why not.” He chuckled, and the sound of it made her laugh. Their laughter was the sound of surrender. “So we just, um, have sex?” he said. “And that’s okay?” “I’m pretty sure,” Kelsey offered. “Not, like, one hundred percent sure. But pretty sure.” “I’ll take it,” he pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Now, any chance you could point me to the bathroom?” She giggled and rolled off him, pointing toward the hall behind them.
