The second his mouth touches mine, I gasp.
He takes advantage, deepening the kiss, and my hands grab the front of his lab coat because my knees are suddenly not as steady as they were a second ago.
This isn’t a soft kiss. It’s the kind of kiss that claims.
And God help me, I kiss him back because I’ve missed this too.
Penn walks me backward until my hips hit the edge of his desk and his hands slide down my sides to my hips.
He breaks the kiss only long enough to breathe against my mouth. “You were sitting close to him.”
My eyes flutter open. “What?”
“Knox.” His voice is low and rough. “You were sitting close to him.”
I stare at him for half a second before it hits me, and a smile pulls at my mouth before I can stop it. “You’re jealous.”
His eyes lock on mine, and he doesn’t even deny it. “Damn right I am.”
“Penn.”
“I know I have no right,” he says, but his hands tighten on my hips. “I know that. But I hated it.”
I lift my chin. “Hated what?”
“Seeing him beside you.”
“He’s my coworker.”
“I know.”
“He’s married.”
“I don’t care.”
A laugh slips out of me, and his eyes darken. “You think this is funny?”
“No.” I shake my head, but I’m still smiling a little. “Maybe. A little.”
He steps closer, pressing me back against the desk. “I’m glad you’re amused.”
“I kind of am.”
His mouth lowers to my jaw, and my smile disappears.
“I didn’t like it,” he says against my skin.
I hold on to his coat.
He shakes his head like he’s trying to get an image out. “I didn’t like seeing another man sitting where I should be sitting.” His mouth moves to my neck. “I didn’t like the way he looked comfortable beside you.”
“He’s harmless.”
“That doesn’t make me want to kill him less.”
I suck in a breath. “Penn.”
“I know.” He lifts his head and looks at me. “I know. I’m being unreasonable.”
