My pussy wants that. I’m about to beg for it when the bell rings.
“Oh, fuck.” I lower my legs down. When my feet touch the floor, I work on straightening myself out as best as I can in the dark.
“What do we do?” I grab his arm and tug on it.
“It’s lunchtime. We wait until the noise dies down and sneak out.” He presses a kiss to my temple.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
“I mean, we have a few minutes. I don’t know how satisfying it will be...”
When I hit Caden’s arm, he chuckles.
“I’m only joking.” He pauses and wraps his hand around my waist. “Unless you want to.”
“While we have a minute, we can talk about last night.” I draw in a breath filled with his cinnamon scent. Oof, this would be easier without the afterglow.
“I told you about Tan?—”
“Not him.” I tug on the sleeve of Caden’s shirt. “I need you to understand that you hurt me last night by agreeing with Luke’s stupid idea and then flirting instead of owning up to your mistake.”
“Fuck, little nympho.” He crowds me against the wall again. “I can’t promise I won’t ever hurt you, but it’s never my intention. Well, unless you want me to hurt you.”
I roll my eyes. “See? This is exactly what I mean. You’re serious one second and then bound and determined to get in my panties the next.”
“I already got in your panties, and if we stay here much longer, I’ll be using our time wisely.” He lifts my skirt, but I put my hand over his.
“I enjoy the banter and the sex, but that’s not all we have, is it, Caden?” My heart pounds, because if he says that’s all we have, what do I do? Love a guy who doesn’t even want my love?
“No, Harper, that’s not all we have.” He blows out a breath. “It’s how I deal with stress. Fuck, I don’t even think before I say some of the shit that leaves my mouth. I’m sorry if it hurts you. That’s the last thing I want to do.”
I wish I could see his eyes. There’s something about the sincerity in them that always comforts me.
“I like sex with you, little nympho, but I’m keeping you for a lot more than that.”
“As your breeding cow?” I cock an eyebrow.
He chuckles. “No, but that will be fun down the road. You’re intelligent, kind, artistic, gorgeous, adventurous, eager, and a million other things that make you perfect for us. Give us some time—givemesome time to finish growing up. Keep telling me what I do wrong. I love that, but also realize even if I hurt you, I’m never letting you go. So, I’m especially grateful for your forgiving heart.”
Fuck, I’m never going to last long if these boys keep proving I’m not an idiot for loving them. I sigh.
“Okay,” I breathe out.
He chuckles. “Should we go to lunch?”
CHAPTER 23
The Alliance
Jack
Even though Harper claimed us, the girls in the cafeteria still haven’t gotten the message. Their hungry gazes follow me. If I happen to look their way, they preen for me. Show a little skin. Smile a little smile. Throw some fuck-me eyes.
Sure, I’m a huge flirt and encouraged them for years... Okay, yeah, that’s all I’ve got. I love the attention and I love to be wanted. But now that I have Harper, I’m looking at these girls differently.
One of them might be fucking with Harper or leading the charge against us over some suspected slight. Or worse, an actual slight. I’m an easy-going guy, but even I fuck up when it comes to letting someone down easy or just ripping their heart out.
It may not have been intentional at the time. But I know when a girl is putting too much weight on a sexual encounter that should have just been fun. Unfortunately, that didn’t always stop me.
