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A soft smile crossed her kiss swollen lips and it was almost enough to pull me back in. Fuck. I could spend the rest of the night just kissing her and die fucking happy.
"I'm not sorry," she replied, her voice low enough only I could hear.
At those three words, my body fought to take over all my doubts. I wanted nothing more than to grab her by the hand and drag her into my room. If I could make it that far without bending her over and taking what I so desperately needed.
That same fire and need warred in her eyes, and it might have been the only thing that kept me sane. Well, my sanity was still questionable, but it did help me make the right decision.
"Let's get out of here."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Sasha
I touched my fingers to my lips as JD and I raced down the highway as we headed back to town. It was a chilly night, but the cold felt good against my heated skin. Not that much was exposed.
JD had bundled me up tight after explaining he'd wanted to ride for a bit before he dropped me back home and I'd told him that sounded like fun. In reality, I'd needed the time to think and calm down after that kiss.
I didn't want it to stop. At first I hadn't realized the whole party was watching us and egging us on. But once I did, I'd gotten embarrassed. He'd been right to pull my hands from the waistband of his jeans and drag us both out of there before we went too far.
I still wanted it though. And I sure as hell didn't regret kissing him. Did he? After forty-five minutes of riding the dark and curvy roads outside of town, I was ready to stop and find out what was going on.
I was thrilled when JD pulled to a stop in a quiet park. His strong arms wrapped around me as he helped me off the bike. Standing in the moonlight, I realized I was still buzzing with energy. Either from the party or the kiss. Or maybe both.
He stared down at me, his gaze as intense as ever and I braced myself for the big it’s me not you speech. I could feel it coming and I wasn't ready for it.
"This thing brewing between us is throwing me off. I'm not sure what to do about it." Those were not the words I'd expected from him. "We both know you getting involved with me is dangerous."
"Isn't it already a little dangerous just working for you?"
He placed his fingertips at my lips. "Let me finish. It's crazy as fuck, okay. But I can't stop thinking about you."
My heart jumped into my throat. "I can't stop thinking about you either."
"The problem is," he hesitated and my stomach sank as I realized I'd been right. The kiss off was on the tip of his tongue. "I don't do relationships. I can't."
"Why not?"
"It's how I'm built. I tried it once and it was a disaster." His gaze wandered from mine for a moment and I was pretty sure I caught a glimpse of something I wasn't supposed to see. JD carried pain. A lot of it. "I don't think I can take that risk again."
"Is that why we're out here in the middle of nowhere? Did you need to think about how you wanted to let me down?" My heart was pounding hard but this time it came from anger. "It was just a kiss, JD. A damn good one. Maybe the best I've ever had in my life. But still just a kiss. I don't know what you think I'm looking for, but you're wrong."
"It was a fucking great kiss," he agreed.
"Then kiss me again and stop assuming to know what I expect from you. Unless you think friendship is too much to ask."
"Baby, I can't look at you without wanting to fuck you. That doesn't seem very friend like to me."
That was enough to break some of the tension winding too tight inside me as I laughed. "It's friend-ly."
He laughed even harder, and more of the wariness weighing in my heart eased. I could understand why a man like him wouldn't want to commit to a relationship. Just the little glimpse I'd gotten of his life was enough to make anyone normal second guess getting too close.
But I wasn't normal. I'd lived on the fringe my entire life. Never fitting in. Having to bend and sometimes break my moral code to make sure I had food and a roof over my head. There had been a fair share of risk in that.
I did want to ask more though, but now was not the right time. It was late and we were both probably exhausted. To emphasize my thought, I reached up and touched his cheek. “It’s been a long day.”
“Tomorrow will be just as long.” He twisted his head and pressed a kiss to the inside of my hand. “Every day is.”
“Do you ever get a day off?”
