Random in Death (In Death, #58)

by J.D. Robb

“We’ve been together for a while now.” “A nice while.” “We’re careful what we say to each other, sophisticated urbanites that we are.” It made him smile. “Urbanites hits it. I think sophisticated misses me.” “Nope. Here we are, a pair of sophisticated—and I’ll add experienced—urbanites. So we’ve been careful in this nice while. I’m going to toss that away right now and tell you I love you. I love who you are. I’m completely and deeply in love with you. And don’t care that that gives you an advantage.” He stared at her for what seemed like forever. “Okay. Well, it’s a weird sort of time and place for this.” “And yet, here we are.” “Here we are. But I don’t see my advantage, since I love you. I’m completely and deeply in love with you. I think it’s a draw. There’s just one thing.” “What would that be?” “I don’t want to kiss you the way I really need to in here. It feels disrespectful. So let’s go outside.” “Outside, it is. But you’d better make it good.” Outside, as Peabody strapped into the passenger seat, she watched Jake pull Nadine into a kiss. “Aw, look at that. Sweet. And there’s Mac still leaking some, but they’re all applauding. And … ooooh! Look, look! He’s doing the ‘lift you right off your feet, turn you around’ lip-lock. I love those! Don’t you love those? It makes me all gooey.” “Jesus, Peabody, give them some privacy.” “If they want privacy, they should get a room.” “Yeah, you’ve got a point.” As Eve merged with traffic, Peabody craned her head to watch.

Jake and Nadine declare their love for each other