Page 153 of Wish You Were Mine
And for the first time in a long while, I wasn’t waiting for the other shoe to drop.
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LUCY
The science buildingwas so quiet today. No distant footsteps. No professors chatting in the halls. No students laughing in study groups. Just the low hum of fluorescent lights and the faint clink of glassware as Owen set up the station for my makeup lab.
“Is it weird that I kind of love how empty it is in here?” I leaned against the counter, my voice sounding louder than expected in the silence. “It’s like the whole place belongs to us.”
He paused, glancing around the lab before meeting my eyes with a smirk. “Kind of makes you feel like you could get away with anything in here, doesn’t it?”
“Exactly.” I smiled, liking that we seemed to be on the same wavelength. “Makes you feel like you could…break a few rules.”
“Now that…” his eyes brightened, a slow smile spreading across his face, “is a dangerous thing to say.”
“And why’s that?” I asked, leaning in closer and looking up at him with innocent eyes.
He switched the burner on and then stepped a little closer. “Because I’ve imagined having you alone in this lab way more times than I should probably admit.”
“Oh yeah?” My eyebrows arched, suddenly intrigued.
Has he actually thought about kissing me in here?
Because yeah, all those stolen glances we’d shared across the lab this semester had definitely given me a few ideas of my own.
“Definitely.” He nodded. “Like right now…” His eyes darkened as his hands slid to my hips. “I could set you up on that counter,” he murmured near my ear, stepping closer until I could feel the heat radiating off his body, “and take my time with you.”
His gaze dipped to my mouth, then dragged slowly back to my eyes, like he was already imagining every detail.
“I’d lean in slow,” he said, his thumbs brushing slow, measured circles against my sides. “Close enough to touch, but not quite. And I’d just…breathe you in. Let the anticipation build.”
And when he leaned in closer, I swallowed, suddenly overcome by his presence.
Was this leading where I hoped it was?
To that forbidden kiss I’d been imagining ever since the first day I walked into this lab?
“And then, after teasing you just long enough, I’d kiss you,” he said, pressing his lips to my neck, then my jawline. “Deep, steady. Until you’re clutching the edge of the counter because nothing else feels solid.”
My breath caught. He waswaytoo good at this.
“You’d really kiss me right here?” I barely managed to say, pulse kicking up at the look in his eyes. “A-aren’t you scared of getting caught?”
“Just a little,” he admitted, his voice dipping low as his face hovered near mine again. “But…” His hands tightened at my hips. “I haven’t kissed you properly in days, so I’m just a little tempted to take the risk.”
Then, without a word, he effortlessly lifted me onto the counter, the cool surface making me gasp. “Have you ever kissed anyone in a chemistry lab before?” I asked, already lightheaded from the heat boiling between us.
“In real life? No.” He pulled back just enough to meet my gaze, a wicked smile on his lips. “But in my daydreams…” He gave me a look that told me his fantasies may have been every bit as forbidden as mine had been. “In my daydreams, I’ve kissed you in here a time or two.”
“Just once or twice?” I arched an eyebrow, feigning control even though I was completely breathless.
“Okay…” He chuckled, the sound low and rough. “So maybe it was more times than I can count.”
“Good.” I grinned. “Because I’ve totally imagined it, too.”
His eyes burned into mine for a beat, then flicked toward the door.
A quick check.
