Page 205 of The Hookup Experiment


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He moves closer, pulls me into another tight hug. "We can be insatiable too."

I respond by pressing my lips to his. It feels so good to kiss him like this. Desire courses through my veins.

But the physical need gives way to the emotional. I want to drag him to his apartment and fuck him senseless and talk to him all night.

I want to tell him this.

I want to hear him sayI understand.

I want it so badly, and every second I spend with my body near his, I feel it more intensely.

Only I feel my fear more intensely too. There's too much at risk. I can't lose this.

He pulls back with a sigh. "You keep doing that and I'll fuck you right here."

"You think I won't?" I ask.

He nods.

I blush. He's right. In front of strangers is one thing. In front of his friends?

That's terrifying.

His friends interrupt before I can respond. Dare and the Spain-bound Val emerge with a bottle of gin and a handful of limes (her) and a bag of ice and a stack of cups (him).

She introduces herself, offers to fix me a gin and tonic, asks me a billion and one questions about my flavor preferences.

We shift into an easy conversation about travel and school and guys.

Patrick and Dare sit on a lounger, shooting the shit as they watch us talk. I keep feeling his eyes on me.

I'm not sure Val feels Dare's eyes on her, but every time I glance in the guy's direction, I see him staring.

I fall into the party spirit. Gin and tonic and conversation. A silly game of truth or dare, mostly filled with jokes about Dare needing to dare a woman to touch him, questions about past crushes, and dives into the pool.

Grilled chicken and corn on the cob and salt and pepper potato chips.

A walk to the beach and sunset and kissing on the sand.

Everything is perfect and easy until we get back to the apartment complex, and I grab my phone to check my texts from Julie.

But it's not my phone.

It's Patrick's.

And it's there, right on the lock screen:New Comment on Hearts and Thorns.

ChapterForty-Five

IMOGEN

For a minute, I stare at the cell, dumbstruck.

Maybe this is a mistake.

Maybe it's my phone.

Maybe I changed my notifications setting by accident.

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