Page 83 of Brighter Together

“That would be impressive.”

I turn my head enough to glare at him over my shoulder.

He looks extremely pleased with himself.

“Stop looking smug.”

“I’m not smug.”

“You absolutely are.”

He slowly pulls his hand from my trousers.

My gaze drops towards it.

Then he lifts his fingers to his mouth.

I stare at him over my shoulder.

“Oh, absolutely not.”

He pauses.

“What?”

“You’re not seriously going to—”

He licks one finger clean.

I scrunch up my face.

“You could wipe that on something.”

“Why would I?”

“Because…”

I look around the roof as if a suitable answer might be sitting nearby.

Nothing.

Tommy’s eyes darken.

“I’ve wanted to taste you for months.”

Heat floods straight back into my body.

He holds his thumb towards me.

“Try.”

“Ew. No.”

I slap his arm.

He laughs and licks it himself.

“Your loss.”