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It didn’t matter that just yesterday I’d been engaged to his sister. All of that disappeared the moment we were connected again because I needed to feel him. Needed the connection of his body against mine because I became a live wire. Anywhere he touched was instantly electrified, sending sparks of pleasure throughout my body as I wrapped my arms around him to bring him closer. Ineededhim, this, us.
But Austin was right. This was an awful idea.
His parents were in this house, his sister was across the hall. How wrong was it to do this with everyone so close after everything I’d done? Even if I didn’t want to, my body screamed at me in retaliation. I shoved at Austin’s shoulders until he rolled to the side.
We both lay panting on the floor as reality slammed into both of us. My heart rate never slowed down. The traitorous organ slammed against my rib cage again and again, reminding me just how much of a fuck-up I was being for allowing that to happen at all.
“Jeremy?”
God, Austin sounded as breathless as I felt.
“Yeah?”
“I’m sorry.”
My eyes closed as my heart finally returned to a normal pace.
“There’s no reason to be. I was every bit a willing participant in that as you were.” Though, I should have stopped it.
And just like that, it was like a spell lifted between us. Austin sat up and scooted across the room, tucking my unmentionables back into my bag before bringing over the few things I’d purchased. The music playing in the background only added to the cacophony of mayhem going on in my mind.
This should be easy. I should be able to sit and wrap gifts with him and act like that kiss hadn’t just happened. That I hadn’t just remembered all the stupid things I’d walked away from. But my body moved as if it were a puppet on strings. I had no control over anything. Gifts ended up wrapped, and I barely processed how it all happened, all I could focus on was the feel of Austin against me again and how I wanted more. I needed more.
It can’t happen again, it can’t happen again, it just can’t.
The mantra played in my head over and over. It didn’t stop my body from reacting. It didn’t stop me once we were done with everything from stuffing that lacy pair of panties into my pocket when I left the room to go take my shower. If anything, running into Leah in the hall shouldhave woken me up from the stupid thing I was about to do, but I couldn’t stop the moving freight train once it started on its course.
I washed my body, my hair, and then paid extra special attention to areas that I hadn’t bothered to pay that much attention to in a while. It was stupid to think anything else would happen. I’d put an effective stop to that kiss earlier, but my body was thrumming with desire. Austin had woken up a beast that hadn’t been freed in years.
Chapter 13
Austin
The gifts were arranged neatly under the tree, and I chewed on my lower lip as I thought about what had happened in my bedroom. Finding the lacy underwear made something snap. I knew they weren’t Leah’s the second I picked them up, but my brain couldn’t process it at first. Jeremy had been so shy when we’d first met, but the idea that he could be into things like that had me excited. Not that it should matter now.
My eyes slammed closed, I hated wanting him so badly. I hated that I didn’t really care about my sister’s feelings about it because he’d been mine first. There had to be a reason we were tossed back together now.
When I made it back to the room, Jeremy had returned from his shower. He was in the same pair of plaid pajama bottoms as he sat on the edge of my bed fiddling with his phone. My mouth ran dry at the sight of him. I wanted to lick and suck all that exposed skin because that kiss hadn’t been nearly enough. My first taste of Jeremy Praytor in three years hadn’t been enough. It was a sample. A small taste. I needed a bigger fix to fill my craving.
The door closed behind me. I leaned against it, my fingers adjusted the lock, it clicked into place. Maybe he wouldn’t notice it, but my heart slammed against my ribs, I would be damned if anyone came barging in on us tonight.
No, this was my time with Jeremy. This was the time I got back what we’d initially lost, and it was all thanks to a scrap of fabric that I’d found in the bottom of his bag.
“Hey...” My voice shook, and it sucked because all I wanted to do was give off confidence at that point, and it was failing me. Where had all of it gone from earlier?
Jeremy looked up quickly, setting his phone on the nightstand. “Hey.” His smile was a little crooked and, damn, all it did was make my body heat more. I wanted to slide behind him and kiss his freckled shoulders.
Would he freak out if I touched him again?
This wasn’t the time for overthinking it. Some of the best times I’d ever had with any partner were when I wasspontaneous. Maybe things could be like that with us again.
It still felt a little weird considering that he’d split with my sister just the day before, but I couldn’t deny the pull I felt toward him. Something about Jeremy drew me in. I wanted to dissect him and figure out what other secrets he was hiding from me. Surely the panties couldn’t have been the only thing.
I slid onto the bed, bracketing him with my legs on each side of his thighs, his back to my front. Jeremy was tense at first when my hands landed on his shoulders, and it was a little awkward because he was a few inches taller than me, but it hadn’t ever been an issue before.
“Is this okay?” I asked as my hands kneaded into the muscles of his upper arms and back.
Jeremy let out a small laugh. “Fuck yeah, it’s all good.”
