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“One game?” Brogan yells as I use our joined hands to tug her into me.
“Busy,” I tell him and then lean down to take her mouth.
“Wait,” she says against my lips.
I kiss her again. “Yeah?”
“Yes. My answer is yes. Of course, I want to be your girlfriend. If that’s still what you want.”
The smile on my face couldn’t get any bigger. “I think you made that very clear to everyone at the party with your speech back there, hot stuff.”
She laughs and a faint blush creeps onto her face. “I meant it. All of it. You’re the best person I know.”
I press a kiss to her lips, lingering there to soak up this feeling.
Dahlia sighs. “And wow, can you kiss.”
I bark a laugh and then brush my fingers along her jaw and behind her neck. “Then stop interrupting me, babe. I’m just getting started.”
38
DAHLIA
“I forgot my key.”
Felix is too busy kissing my neck to hear me, so I turn to face him. “I’m locked out. We have to go back and see if we can find one of the girls to let us in.”
“Is your window unlocked?” he asks.
“Yeah. I think so. Why?”
A delicious smirk plays over his face as he bites his lower lip.
“Oh, no.”
“Oh, yes. Tracking down one of your roommates could take forever.” He pulls me against him. He’s hard. To be fair, we stayed at the party way longer than we should have for two people that couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
I think even Brogan was happy when we walked away from the flip cup table. As it turns out, we’re very into PDA as a real couple.
“What if I fall and break my neck?”
“A little faith, babe. I’d never let you fall.”
I follow him over to the side fence. He helps me up first and then instructs me to pull myself up onto the roof. Is he serious? I think I’ve only done a handful of pullups in my entire life, and it wasn’t up onto a roof in a skirt. When I don’t manage to do it, he hops onto the fence behind me and rests his hands at my hips. “On three.”
He counts down, and then I jump and use all my strength to try to lift my body onto the roof of the porch. Felix’s hands move to my ass, and by his groan, I know he can also see right up my skirt. I’d be self-conscious if I weren’t worried about falling to my death.
By some miracle (and a lot of help from Felix), I successfully get onto the roof and step back so Felix can do the same. He opens my window and motions for me to go in first. As soon as we’re inside, he’s kissing me again.
He walks me backward toward the bed. I fall onto the mattress, and he stares down at me with heat in his gaze. He pulls off his black T-shirt, balls it up, and tosses it on the floor.
Leaving Eddie’s concert early was the best idea ever. I owe him. I can’t imagine waiting even one more day for this.
“Remember that time you said you wanted to climb me like a tree?”
The laugh that breaks free sends warmth to my face. “Yes.”
“Let’s do that.”
