Page 86 of To Hate Adam Connor

“The worst.”

“You’d never kiss me again, then?”

“Never.”

I leaned in and softly kissed her lips…first the top one, then the bottom. Her eyes fluttered closed, and I saw her hands tightly grip the sheets. Keeping my eyes on her face, I drew back and licked my bottom lip. “Even that is bad?”

“Worst ever,” she whispered, her eyes cracking open.

“I don’t want to be your worst, Lucy.”

She licked her lips and stayed quiet.

“You want me to do you?” I asked, letting my eyes wander over her body.

She shifted in place. She was still in the same clothes: black leggings and a Superman T-shirt. The gray shirt did nothing to hide the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“No. I don’t want it. Becau—”

“Because you don’t like me,” I guessed, forcing my eyes to look away from the outline of her nipples.

She nodded. “But, since you broke in here, I feel obligated, like you earned doing me. Think of it as your prize for being adventurous and giving breaking and entering a try.”

I glanced away and tried to appear like I was thinking it over. I stretched my legs out on the bed and leaned against the headboard.

“Excuse me? What are you doing?” she asked with a small frown on her face.

“Getting comfortable. Come on, lie back down.”

“I’m fine, thanks. Why don’t you go and get comfortable in your own bed, your own house?” Suddenly she straightened up, giving me a harsh look. “You didn’t.”

I arched an eyebrow. “I didn’t what?”

“You didn’t leave Aiden alone in the house.”

“Is that a question or fact?”

“Question.”

I rested my head on the headboard and closed my eyes. “That’s why I like you, Lucy Meyer. Of course I didn’t leave him alone. Dan is at the house.”

She grunted. “What exactly are you doing here if we’re not gonna have sex?”

“Like I said, I came to thank you, maybe steal another kiss while we’re at it.” I opened my eyes and turned my face to her. “Since you keep telling me I’m a bad kisser, I’m trying to improve myself.”

“And I’m your guinea pig?”

“Since you’re the only one who’s been complaining…”

“Well, go try your moves on someone else. I’m done kissing you.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Did you come here to irritate me?”

I closed my eyes again. “Did you see the articles that have been floating around? The photos of Aiden?”

I felt her hesitation, then felt the bed dip. When I looked down, I saw her lying down again, her head in line with my waist.

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