Page 30 of His Addiction
“Only when I know what I want,” Jamie said, smooth as velvet, threaded with heat.
She pressed her forehead to the smudged glass, the world flashing past in neon and shadow. Her skin still tingled from thinking dirty thoughts about him.
Get a grip.
“And what do you want, Jamie?” she asked, quieter now.
“You,” he said simply. “I want a second date. Just me, you… and a few hours where you don’t have to pretend you're not tempted.”
Her stomach dropped. God, she was tempted. Especially after what she’d just done, like some hormonal idiotwho couldn’t stop thinking about her crush. Shame heated her chest.
The call crackled briefly before his voice cut back in, lower this time. “Where are you?”
“Still on the bus,” she answered.
“Have I caught you at a bad time?” he asked, and there was something knowing in his tone, just enough to make her squirm.
She bit her lip. “Why would you say that?”
“You sound…flushed,” he said, the last word dripping with suggestion. “And I have a good ear for tone, love. Especially when a woman’s just been thinking about me.”
She froze, blood rushing to her face. He didn’t know. Couldn’t know. Right?
Still, her thighs pressed together.
“I’m just sitting here alone. By myself. Not doing a single thing other than looking out the window.”
A beat of silence passed before Jamie’s voice came back, playful yet probing. “Not thinking about me at all?”
Damn it.
Shannon’s pulse thrummed harder, but she masked it with a laugh. “Why would I be thinking about you?”
His laugh was low and teasing. “Because I’m hard to forget.”
She couldn’t help the small, exasperated smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth.
“Well, I’ll admit, your kissing skills were next level. I guess it’s hard to forget someone who leaves an impression like that.”
There was a brief pause before his voice deepened, amused. “So, youarethinking about me, then?”
Shannon could sense the challenge in his tone. She rolled her eyes. “I didn’t say that.”
He chuckled, clearly enjoying her discomfort. “Oh, but I think you did. You’re just too stubborn to admit it.”
“And what if I don’t want to admit it?” she countered, her tone defensive, but her pulse giving her away.
Jamie didn’t miss a beat. “Then I’ll kiss it out of you. Again. And again. Until your smart mouth stops lying.”
Her breath caught. “You’ve got a big ego, Jamie.”
“I’ve earned it, love.”
She bit her lip, her body betraying her as the memory of his kiss flashed in her mind all over again.
“One very hot kiss means nothing.”
His voice dropped even lower, sending a shiver down her spine.
