Page 160 of Stormbreaker

Now I’m right in front of him, peering up. “What were you really doing there? Do I remember you saying that our room felt empty? Or did I imagine that?”

He cocks his head, trying to contain a smile. “You must’ve imagined it. I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about.”

“And what did you think?”

His heated gaze scans me up and down. “I think the view was excellent. One person in particular.”

“Oh yeah? And who might that be?”

He licks his lips as his gaze dips to my chest and stomach and thighs. “Someone in this little black number that made me fucking wild as she danced the night away.”

I tap my chin. “Hmm, she sounds interesting.”

He smirks. “Oh, you have no idea.”

“Does she have a rich-girl voice?” I ask with a tip of my head.

That earns me a wicked smile. “She does. She smells rich, too.”

“So that’s the only reason you came?”

He shrugs. “Among other things.”

“And making sure I got home safely?”

“Someone had to do it.”

I huff out a small laugh. “You called me beautiful,” I whisper. He moves closer, his hand sliding to my nape before he tips my head back.

“Because you are.”

“Then why have you been avoiding me?” I unfold my arms so he’s flush against me, and I grip his biceps for balance.

“You know why.”

“You’re worried about us.”

“Not me. You. I was only worried about you.”

“Why?” I ask as he lowers his head, pausing an inch from my mouth.

“I don’t know,” he answers. “I’m not supposed to worry about you, yet . . .”

He stops, and the air around us condenses, sealing us in this moment.

“Maybe I came because I wanted to kiss you again,” he says softly. “Maybe it made me a little reckless.”

“I liked it when you kissed me.” My voice is breathless, stretched thin by his confession.

“Yeah?”

“Yes. Do you want to do it again?” I offer, and then he leans in and seals his lips over mine. I exhale into his mouth as his hand wraps around my waist, and he yanks me closer.

We moan as our tongues slide together, and his touch slides lower, smoothing over the curve of my butt and then down my thigh as he hitches my leg over his hip.

I’m light as air as he lifts me up and then lowers us onto his bed before he stretches over the top of me.

“Rook,” I gasp as he wedges himself between my thighs, and he sucks on the curve of my throat before his mouth travels over my collarbone and then back to my mouth, where he consumes me with his kiss.