Page 113 of Rush

But then his hand brushes bare skin, and his mouth hovers just above mine—and every ounce of sense slips right through my fingers.

“Broderick,” I whisper, my hands sliding up his chest.

“Yeah?” His voice is rough, dark with need.

“We shouldn’t.”

“Are you sure?”

I’m not. Not even close.

“Brody,” I breathe his name like a prayer, already pulling him closer.

Then his mouth is on mine—and I’m gone.

I kiss him like I haven’t spent all morning aching for his taste. His hands grip my waist, holding me tight as I cling, greedy for more.

I wrap my legs around him, dress bunched up between us, lips pressing harder into his. Broderick’s fingers tangle in my hair just as?—

“Elena, I saw you come in here—WHAT. THE. FUCK?”

A sharp voice slices through the air.

We still.

Philippa.

Not again.

Broderick’s the first to move, lifting me off the table like we’re two teenagers caught making out in the back of study hall. Which, technically, we are.

“Are you two seriouslyfuckingeach other?” she hisses, eyes wide.

I fear I may have pushed her too far.

“Definefucking?” Broderick says, smirking in that charming, cocky, completely unhelpful way he does.

Philippa throws up a hand, cutting him off without even looking at him.

“Broderick Ethan Schwartz,” she snaps, voice high and tight, practically vibrating with rage. “Can I please have a moment alone with myMaid of Dishonor?”

Dishonor.Fan-fucking-tastic.

Broderick lets out a low whistle, shaking his head.

“Yes, ma’am,” he says, dipping his head in a mock bow before sauntering out of the library as if he hadn’t just been caught with his hands all over me.

The door clicks shut behind him.

Philippa exhales sharply, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“Elena,” she says again, quieter now—but no less furious.

I don’t answer. Honestly, what is there to say?

This was supposed to be casual. Secret. Easy. I curse myself for being so reckless—we should have had more restraint, especially during this week. Especially being surrounded by everyone.

Instead, we tempted fate like two fucking horny idiots.