Page 17 of Chasing Me

“Three nights per week.”

“Fuck.”

“I want to do this!”

“Fine.Do it, then.”

We stared at each other in furious silence.Long moments passed.The sound of students laughing and walking onto campus echoed through the closed windows.I finally reached out to touch him.As usual, his touch electrocuted me, burning my skin and making me ache to be surrounded by him, his scent, taste, and voice my overwhelming obsession.He felt it, too, because he leaned over the seat and pressed his forehead against mine, his fingers cupping my cheeks.

“Don’t be mad,” I whispered.

“I’m frustrated,” he admitted.“I miss you, and there’s all this shit going on all the time.I’m afraid you’re going to burn out, baby.”

I pressed my thumb against his delicious, full lips, stroking the bottom in a way I know he liked.“I know, but this is important to me.”

He groaned and instead of answering, then took my mouth in a hard kiss, slipping his tongue deep inside.I arched up, and his hand twisted in my hair to hold my head still.I thrilled to the demand of the kiss, the spark of his passion heating my blood and making my pussy wet.I ached for him to climb on me right now, yank down my pants, and slide inside me, his gorgeous, big cock thrusting in and out until he gave me that orgasm I wanted with my last breath.

Instead, he broke the kiss, panting a bit, eyes wild, and jerked back.“Okay.”

Disappointed, I realized the old James wouldn’t have cared about anything but fucking me.Now, he seemed to analyze every move and decision regarding our relationship, and I didn’t know what to do about it.

He gave a lopsided smile.“Call you tonight.”

I waited for another kiss, but he kept his distance.I forced a smile back and opened the car door.“Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

The words soothed me as I walked to my class.

Chapter Eight

JAMES

I GLANCED AT MYwatch and quickened my pace.I had a rare opportunity to meet Quinn at the art store.I had to buy a shitload of art supplies, and she had time to run over to meet me for lunch.

I tried to be happy, but I had to admit my patience was running out.Two weeks had already passed since she took on the extra workload.We were dealing with conflicting schedules, and barely enough time for a quickie.With her sporadic night shifts at the nursing home, the clinic, and regular schoolwork, I felt guilty interrupting her sleep.The distance between us was frustrating the hell out of me.

I turned the corner, and she was waiting outside the supply store.Dressed in her apple-green coat, wool hat pulled tight over her ears, she stomped her feet for warmth and caught sight of me.

The joyous smile that curved her lips stilled my damn heart.And just like that, I wasn’t mad anymore.Her lips were cold and her cheeks rosy red as she lifted her head up for a kiss.“Baby, why didn’t you wait inside?”I asked.

“I like to watch you walk.”

I shook my head, laughing, and pushed her inside the store.“You know just how to butter me up.Add a deep-dish pizza for lunch, and I’ll do anything you want.”

She bit her lip, eyes full of apology.“James, I’m so sorry.I only have fifteen minutes before I need to get back.”

And then I was mad again.“Are you kidding me?I haven’t seen you since Monday.You don’t even have time to eat?”

“Brian brought in a special consultant for a presentation.We’re grabbing lunch while we work.”

Brian.Again.Seemed his name was brought up a lot lately, and though I hated being a fucking whiner, I suddenly felt like an annoying demand in her busy schedule.I reached for patience and tried to control myself.“How about tonight, then?”

“I have a paper, but I’ll be done early.Come over after you’re done at the studio.”

I let out a sigh.I wanted to see her, but her schoolwork was vital.“No.If you need to do your paper, that’s more important.”

She blinked and reached up, grabbing my face and kissing me hard.“I love you, James Hunt,” she whispered.“Come over.I swear my paper is practically done, and you’ll give me a great incentive.”

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