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He unzips my jacket, and his hands glide up my sides.
“Aaron,” I whisper breathlessly.
He is all I want, all I feel, all I can think about.
His hips grind against mine. Even through our thick layers, I can feel him and it makes me gasp. I pull his jacket open and push it off, wanting—no, needing—him to be closer to me.
We’re unzipping layers, grabbing at each other, trying to be closer. I’m starting to wonder if we’re about to recreate his dream right here in the snow.
I wouldn’t mind. I really wouldn’t. I never thought I’d think that. I can’t imagine being ready to do something like this with anyone else, but somehow with Aaron, I don’t care. I want him. I need him.
“God, I want you. I love you.”
Those words take my breath away. He actually said them out loud. And—oh—his hand slides down inside my snowpants, rubbing on the outside of my leggings, deep between my legs. I let out a sharp gasp as his fingers findthe spot. A spot no one else has ever known. He keeps rubbing his fingers there, and it feels so good that it causes my back to arch.
I run my hand across his half-unzipped fleece, down to the waist of his snow pants. I slide my hand inside, gently stroking my hand over the front of his sweats as he groans.
I can’t believe we’re doing this.
As I moan against his mouth again, our hips thrust toward each other, every part of us full of desire.
His forehead drops against mine. Our eyes lock. Then he grabs the waistband of my pants and starts tugging at them. My hands fly to his waistband.
Holy shit.
Everything feels amazing.
It feels right.
Until he inhales sharply. And then his lips rip from mine as he pulls away, sitting back on his heels.
“Fuck.”
Aaron
“Fuck,” I mutter, gasping for air around the word.
What the fuck am I doing? I almost crossed a line with her.Theline. Right here in the snow. We haven’t talked about us. Any of it. And she’s… vulnerable still.
I meet her eyes and am met with a look of intense pain.
“Aaron?”
My eyes widen and I mumble, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“Do you not want me? Us?” Her voice is small and childlike.
I blink my eyes closed.Of course, I want her. Just not the wrong way.I flash my eyes open again. “Rae, I—”
“Oh my god,” she mutters, shaking her head and standing up, zipping up her layers.
I stand up, too, and reach for her. “Rae, wait.”
How could she think I don’t want her?
“No. There is nothing,nothingthat you could possibly say right now to fix this.”
Fix it?How the hell is it so broken already?
