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“There’s nothing about you I don’t want to see.” My hands flew to her wrists, my fingers wrapping around them. I brought one to mymouth and said into her skin, “You’re a sight, Rosie. A fucking sight. Like a mirage. An illusion. What man in his right mind wouldn’t want to see you?”
Rosie’s mouth released a whimper that spoke to that primal part of me I’d tried to keep at bay tonight.
Without any sense of rational thought, I stepped toward her, and in a swift motion, I turned us around until I had her against the closed door.
I leaned down, making sure my mouth was close to her ear when I asked her, “Are you even real?”
“I’m real,” Rosie said so breathlessly that they were barely words. “You can touch me, if you don’t believe me.”
“Touch you.” I groaned at the idea of me really doing that, not the simple brush of my fingers against her skin but really touching her, everywhere.Want that. I pulled Rosie’s arms up, pinning her hands above her head. “Don’t say things you don’t mean, Rosie. Don’t offer things you’ll take back.”
She arched her back again, pushing her breasts into my chest. “I won’t take it back.”
My hands tightened against her wrists as I leaned down, and I pressed my lips on her skin when I said, “I want to do the noble thing, Rosie.” I dipped my nose in her hair, taking that deep whiff of her scent like the animal I was. “But I’m finding it really hard when all I want to do is sinful things to you.”
Her chest heaved against mine before she said, “You can be both. Do both.”
No. “Remember me telling you I couldn’t give you cute and messy?” I rasped, stepping into her, pressing her harder into the door. She nodded her head, and I hummed deep in my throat. “This is the same. If I’m noble, I step away. Wrap you in my jacket and take you home.”
Rosie pulled against the hold I had around her wrists, and when I didn’t give in, she met my gaze and said, “No.”
It was the need in her eyes, the way she shuddered at the thought of me pulling away, that obliterated that last thread and snappedsomething inside of me, something bigger, wilder. What poked at the beast.
“Keep them here,” I grunted, pressing on her wrists to stay above her head. I swallowed, unable to rein myself in. “You want sinful,” I told her, moving my hands down, palms open and ready. “It’d be so easy, Rosie.” My thumbs brushed the swells of her breasts, then played with the puckered peaks over the fabric of her lacy bra before descending again and reaching the edge of her panties. I toggled with the thin fabric, my pulse racing, flying at the thoughts rushing through my head. “I could slip these to the side, and make you feel good. Fuck you silly with my fingers.”
She gasped in surprise—inneed—and the sound, the image of Rosie’s parted lips in a pleasure I hadn’t even given her yet, made me so hard that I had no choice but to press myself against her. Pushed my hips right against hers, one hasty, hard thrust, pulling another abandoned moan from her.
“Ah, Rosie,” I grunted again, clasping the fabric of her underwear now, holding on to that last sliver of sense. “What’s an angel like you doing with someone like me?”
A strangled, harsh sound left her lips before she whispered my name, “Lucas—”
“Rosie?” A familiar voice sliced right through the moment. “Hello, Rosie? Are you here?”
I cursed under my breath, my body freezing around hers.
Rosie’s eyelids fluttered shut, and I could see the loss on her face. Loss I fought tooth and nail as I tried to pull myself back together, to cool down whatever was going on in my head, my chest, my pants.
“Hello?” Lina’s voice came again, the distress was obvious in my cousin’s voice. “Jesus, I’ve looked everywhere.”
Rosie’s eyes opened, a grimace twisting her lips. “I am! I’m here! Hey.”
She looked at me and I forced myself to give her the easiest smile I could manage. Then, I placed a kiss on top of her head.
“Finally!” Lina exclaimed, her voice coming closer to the stall. “What happened? You disappeared and I couldn’t find you.”
Rosie’s mouth opened, but no words came out.
“Have you seen Lucas?” Lina continued. “We can’t find him, either.”
I could see Rosie struggling to answer. To potentially explain how she ended up with me in a bathroom stall. To explain why she was half naked and I had the face of a starved man and a bulge pressing against my zipper.
“Aaron is in the restrooms, too, looking for him,” Lina added.
Rosie’s lips kept bobbing, and it became clear to me what she was having trouble with. What I had to do.
Shaking my head, I mouthed,I’m not here.
A frown curled her brows.
