This was wrong. I shouldn’t have come here. I needed to get the hell away from her before I did something fucked up. Again.
Her eyes met mine, her pupils blown wide.
I was on thin ice here and barely holding it together.
“I don’t know why I’m here,” I growled as I stepped right up to her.
“I don’t know why you are either,” she said then clenched her jaw tight. “I clearly don’t like you.”
“Yeah, got that much, babe.”
“I don’t want you.”
“You sure about that?”
I was in her face now, or maybe she was in mine. It seemed that while we were talking the distance that separated us had suddenly dissolved. Like we were pulled to one another even though we were trying to fight it.
Then somehow my fingers were in her hair, gripping tightly as her mouth crashed into mine. Her hands clawed at my shirt like she hated that it was in the way.
I turned her, pinning her fragile body to the door frame. There was a whimper that slipped up her throat and like a crazy man that had no control over his body, I ground my hard cock into her hip.
Her fingers went to the back of my neck, nails digging in so hard that I was sure I’d walk out of here dripping blood. But damn it felt so good. She opened up for me and our tongues met in the middle in a heated fight.
One of my hands left her hair, only to slip under her dress and palm her sweet ass. Her leg crooked around my hip and she pulled me harder into her body. She rocked against me and I could have sworn I was about to blow my load right there in my pants.
Then my phone rang.
And I cursed in my head.
It was enough to break this spell that we were under.
She pulled away from me and gasped as she released her hold on my neck. Her eyes were wide with horror but I could only focus on how hot her lips looked all swollen because of me.
I opened my mouth to say something but she beat me to it.
“No.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. Her hand covered her mouth as she shook her head.
Then she was slipping away from me. It wasn’t but a moment later that the door shut in my face.
It was only a few days later that everything she’d said became clear. And I felt like the biggest idiot.
I wasn’t a fan of coffee but sometimes I just needed a cup. And sometimes that need brought me to Royally Brewed because believe it or not, I liked a bunch of that vanilla syrup pumped into my dark roast. Lucky for me, Gwen had been nice enough to keep my secret.
“Hey, you,” Gwen called out when she saw me. “Coffee?”
“Yep,” I replied with a nod and a smile. “How ya doing? Feel like I haven’t seen you around much.”
“You know, last semester and all. Just trying to stay afloat.” She laughed.
She was Knight’s girl. Honestly, she had been since they were kids. I was glad to see that things were working out for them. Their reunion had been rocky as Hell at first, but he finally saw the light and talked to her pops. I mean, I would have been hesitant too if I had to tell my former Prez that I wanted to bang his little girl. But Brass was cool as shit and had always thought they’d end up together.
“You’re almost done.”
“I know. I can’t wait,” she said with a wide smile.
“Thank you,” someone said cutting in and setting a newspaper down on the counter. It had clearly been read through.
Something about it caught my attention right away and I moved to pick it up.
