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It was her day off tomorrow, however, she always studied on her days off.
“See you.”
“If I don’t see you, I’ll understand why.” Martha looked toward Quinn.
There was no way anything was going on there. “I’ll be here.”
She made her way out toward Quinn. “You didn’t need to wait for me,” she said, folding her arms underneath her breasts.
“That’s not a nice way to greet me.” Quinn reached out to stroke her cheek. The action took her completely by surprise and she simply stared back at him, shocked.
He ran his thumb along her bottom lip before he circled one hand around her waist, tugging her close. “I missed you.”
She didn’t get time to speak as his head lowered closer to her. In the next breath, he was kissing her. The kiss wasn’t sweet or gentle. Quinn’s kiss was demanding. His tongue ran across her bottom lip, seeking entrance. She gripped his arms, aware of the thickness of them underneath her hands. He was so strong and confident. This was what she wanted for herself yet couldn’t have.
Quinn didn’t ask for a kiss. He took it, and the experience, along with his presence, made for a heady combination. She opened her lips, giving him everything he wanted. Moaning, Kaley pressed her body against his. The hand at her waist moved down to her ass.
“Now, that’s exactly the way I want to be greeted from now on.” He dropped another soft kiss to her lips before taking hold of her hand.
What the hell had just happened?
She used her free hand to touch her lips. They were swollen from the passion of his kiss.
“Dorothy’s gone to spend some time with our parents. Scott really broke her heart.”
“I got the text.”
He didn’t release her hand, keeping her locked tight next to him. She didn’t want to let him go as they made their way to the apartment. The apartment that no longer had Dorothy, his sister.
She was alone with Quinn. Her heart started to race. The kiss played over in her mind.
“I made your favorite casserole.” Quinn took out his key as they stood outside of the door.
Once inside, Quinn took her bag from her, helping her into the apartment. The door was closed and locked, keeping the outside world out. The scent of the chicken casserole made her stomach growl. Quinn chuckled. “Come on, it should be ready.”
She silently followed behind him as he took control. Who was this man? In the last week, he’d talked to her at every opportunity, asking her advice and accommodating her every want. The man before her wasn’t asking, he was doing.
Taking a seat at the table, she watched him carry the casserole to the table. He served them both a large portion of the food.
This is what you’ve wanted. This is what you write about.
Suspicious, she looked toward her door to see it was still closed. There was no way he’d invade her privacy or read those stories. They were her stories. He wouldn’t even know that she wrote in her spare time. It wasn’t something she advertised. She began eating, conscious of his gaze on her throughout the meal. Kaley liked his eyes on her. This was the first time in her life a man had taken an interest in her.
Scooping up more of the food, she stared right back at him. “I’m sorry about Dorothy.”
“Why?” he asked.
“She’s your sister.”
“She dated a guy who turned out to be gay. Dorothy will get over it.”
“You’re not a little worried about others exploiting her?”
Quinn threw his head back and laughed. “Baby, I’m more worried about the men than my sister. She’s a massive manipulator.”
Kaley licked her lips, thinking back to Quinn staying in their apartment. Her heart pounded as she took another bite of the casserole.
“Dorothy did it on purpose, didn’t she?” Kaley asked.
“What?”
“She knew you were going to be here that day. Not once did she tell me about you or even give any hint of what was going on. Both of you planned for that day.”
He didn’t look away from her, confirming her suspicions.
“Why didn’t either of you tell me?”
Quinn took a drink of soda before he started talking.
“All this time I’ve known you, not once have you been in my company for long. You always scamper away from me or find a reason not to be alone with me. Dorothy knows my feelings when it comes to you. I asked her if I could stay here so you’d get used to what I want.”
Kaley stood, taking her plate into the kitchen. His words weren’t what she expected. She put the plate in the sink then turned around, freezing. He stood right behind her.
“What do you want?”
He leaned around her, trapping her against the sink. She licked her suddenly dry lips once again. His closeness had her gut clenching and her pussy melting under his intense gaze.
