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Oh, there is absolutely a fucking way.

I wait about a minute and a half and then can’t stand it any longer.

I pick up my phone and wander away from the gate like I suddenly have somewhere important to be.

The family restroom is several gates down.

I knock once.

The door opens just enough for Quinn’s hand to appear, her fist gripping the front of my shirt, and then I’m being pulled inside.

The lock barely clicks before I kiss her.

Her arms go around my neck immediately.

Fuck.

There’s something so light and carefree about her now. Like she’s become as sure about our connection as I am. She isn’t second-guessing herself anymore, just enjoying the moment. And this Quinn knows what she wants and shows me unmistakably.

Apparently, what she wants is me in an airport bathroom with her father thirty yards away. I’m completely fine with this development.

“This is a terrible idea,” she whispers against my mouth.

“I know, but I love it,” I whisper back, biting her neck playfully.

Her mouth curves before she kisses me again.

My cock is already rock-hard, and I know she can feel it when she moans into my mouth.

My hands slide around her waist, pulling her closer, and hers disappear into my hair. I can still smell my shampoo on her from the shower this morning, and something about that nearly does me in.

She was in my bed last night.

In my shower this morning.

And now I’m supposed to get on a plane and not see her for four days?

Impossible.

I kiss down the side of her jaw.

Her fingers tighten in my hair. “Wyatt,” she says, but that’s all. Just my name. I think it means she’ll miss me as much as I’ll miss her.

I kiss her again, slower this time, one hand slipping beneath her shirt until my palm finds the warm skin at her waist.

She presses herself harder against my erection, rubbing her hips against mine.

She knows exactly what she does to me, and judging by the little smile against my mouth, she likes it.

“You’re trouble today, Peachy.”

“You’re one to talk.”

I kiss the spot beneath her ear. Her head tips back.

And then someone tries the door.

We freeze.