Page 48 of Merry Mayhem
“Correction, the town is thrilled thatyouare Violet’s boyfriend. They think you’re awesome, and they’re thrilled that she has not only moved on but moved on with a great guy who Harley loves and who, once again, was a hero to my family.”
“You sound like you’re accusing me of something,” I say, mildly amused.
“Well, if you were a loser, it might be easier for them to get over you, as well as being a cheater.”
I chuckle. “If I were a loser, you wouldn’t give me a second look.”
“True.”
“But you are giving me a second look, aren’t you?”
“And a third,” she says almost grudgingly.
I lift my hand and cup her cheek. “I don’t want to date your sister, Thea.”
“And I don’t want people to think that we’re cheating on her while she’s in thehospital. I mean, at all, but especially with that.”
I stroke my thumb along her jaw, loving touching her. Wanting more. “So we go out and do Merry Mayhem as friends, as Violet’s sister and her boyfriend. Just as planned.”
Thea nods. “We have to. We can’t let on that we have any feelings.”
I lean in. “But we do have feelings.” I need to hear her say it.
I hear her breath catch, then she swallows. Finally, she whispers, “Yes.”
Thank God.
“But, behind closed doors, when it’s just us, I can do this.” I brush my lips lightly over hers. It’s not enough. And I don’t want to stop there, but I know I have to take this slow.
“Have you ever kissed Violet?” she whispers against my mouth.
I pull back so she can see my eyes clearly. “No. Never. We’ve never touched.”
“Thank God.” She grabs the front of my shirt with both hands and pulls me close as she arches into me, pressing her lips fully against mine.
Or maybe I don’t need to go slow.
My hands drop to her hips, and I turn her, backing her up against the hallway wall.
I don’t intend to grind into her, but I lose all of my good intentions when her hands drop to my waist and she pulls me more firmly against her.
She moans as my hard spots seem to find all of her soft ones.
She’s slender, but her hips fill my palms perfectly, and I itch to slide them around to her ass. Her breasts feel perfect against my chest, and I know I can sink into her for days.
It feels as if she’s given herself permission to let go. As if she’s been holding back, trying to control herself, and now she no longer has to.
Yes, sweetheart, let me have it all.
She’s clearly intent on driving me out of my damn mind, because she lifts one leg and hooks it around my thigh, pulling me even closer.
Fuck it. My hands slide under her ass, and I lift her. With her back against the wall, her legs wrap around my waist, and now I can fit my hard cock against that sweet, warm space between her thighs.
We both moan now.
I rip my mouth away from hers. “Holy shit.”
“I should say that I am shocked by this, but this is exactly what I thought it would be like,” she says breathlessly.
