Page 34 of I Thought of You


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Koen smirks while he slides the last two pieces into the puzzle. He lights up with satisfaction. “I’ll buy you a new puzzle.”

“Says the guy who said puzzles are not good gifts.”

He stands, his hands parked on his hips, admiring his work.

“You might as well go home now since we have nothing to do.”

“Do you want me to go home?” He turns toward me, tucking his hands into his pockets.

“No.” I deposit my shoes by the door and step in front of him. I think about Price, and it takes a little joy from this moment. I hate that. But I wouldn’t change the situation. My life feels more pivotal now than it’s felt since … well, since I left Price Milloy twelve years ago.

“We could kiss.” Koen smirks.

“We could.” I take another step, resting my hands on his chest and curling my fingers around his shirt.

Koen ducks his head and kisses me, keeping his hands in his pockets until I take another step toward him, forcing him to step backward and use his hands to frame my face so the kiss doesn’t end in us falling.

He teases my tongue with the tip of his. It’s a moan-worthy kiss, but I control my urge to sound desperate despite my fingers unbuttoning his shirt.

“We …” he breaks the kiss. “We shouldn’t do this.”

My hands stop with half of his shirt unbuttoned. “You’re saving yourself for marriage.”

Koen eyes me without blinking, without a single tell in his expression. I’m joking, but I now think I hit it on the nose.

“No,” he says slowly. “I was just being considerate. I didn’t want you to think I stayed and finished the puzzle just to have sex with you.”

“Then why did you stay?”

His neutral expression morphs into an incredulous one. “I …” he twists his lips. “I was staying to …”

“You just wanted to finish the puzzle.”

“No. I stayed to be with you.”

“Well, here I am.”

“Fine. I stayed to kiss you.”

Oh my god. He’s a gentleman at heart, but I’m not sure he’s proud of it. Or maybe he’s not proud of the other part who wants to kiss me so badly.

It’s that part that wins.

His expression relaxes, and he cups my face again, pressing his lips to mine. Then he takes the deepest inhale through his nose. As he exhales, our lips move together, and his hands slide up the back of my shirt, unhooking my bra.

Dear God …

He’s such a good kisser.

His lips skate along my jaw to my neck while one of his hands cups my breast, teasingly pinching my nipple. Need explodes inside of me. My eyes close, and my lips part for an audible breath.

As my head begins to spin, there’s a knock at my door.

Koen releases my lips, but just barely. We breathe heavily together.

“Shh … maybe they’ll go away,” he whispers, circling the pad of his thumb over my nipple.

I grin against his lips. “I doubt it’s someone selling cookies.”

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