Page 157 of Under the Bed

Tempting.

Is he as turned on as I am? I let my eyes wander down the length of his body, biting my bottom lip the lower my gaze goes. His cock must be hard in his jeans, and I’m dying to see it. My mouth waters for it.

But I don’t get as low as I would’ve liked.

A bump in the pocket of his hoodie grabs my attention.

He’s brought something to our session.

Before I let my curiosity get the better of me—before I ruin this game—I return to stare at his mask.

I clear my throat that’s filled with emotions. With need. “First, I’d like to apologize for yesterday.”

He shakes his head. Once.

It was the wrong thing to say.

He doesn’t need my apology.

I’m hyper-aware of the one-way mirror. Of other people watching us.

What comes out of my mouth next matters. Not for school purposes. Not for their approval.

It’s so I can stretch this out for Kaleb and me for as long as possible.

Turn this charade into something delicious.

I couldn’t appreciate what Kaleb did the first time he stepped inside this clinic. I can now.

We’ll reminisce about itfor the rest of our lives.

Our long, carefree lives.

We’ll have it. We will.

“Something wrong, Jakob?”

He tilts his head. I swear I hear their bones shaking on the other side of this room.

“No apology.” Two words that spread heat through my body.

It’s impossible to stop my thighs from clenching.

“Okay.” I suck in a breath, my chest heating. My panties are ruined. I’ll do anything for him. For this game. Anything he asks. “What then?”

“Start over.”

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KALEB

Flustered. Shaken. Doe-eyed. Angry, too, somewhere beneath the layers of shock.

Her fingers grip her pen and legal pad hard. Hard enough to turn her knuckles white.

This.

This is what I imagined this afternoon would be like.

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