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He hits the key fob when we draw closer to his car, rushing ahead of me to hold the door open for me. I crawl into the passenger seat, my breath lodged in my throat when he jogs around the front of the car and throws open the driver’s door, sliding into the seat and slamming the door hard before he starts the engine, then turns to me.

I stare at him expectantly, still not breathing. I don’t know how I’m able to function. He’s so close. So tempting. So deliciously Cam. I see the conflict in his gaze. The pain in his expression. He’s torn. His loyalty to my brother is admirable but…

I want him to be more loyal to me.

His gaze drops to my chest, lingering there, and I swear my nipples harden the longer he stares. I’m not wearing a bra. It would take nothing for him to tug on the fabric and expose me. To put his hands on me. His mouth…

An agonized groan leaves him, and he leans in, his mouth hovering above mine, but not quite touching. “If we do this, it changes everything.”

“Promise?”

He tilts his head to the side, his mouth finding mine with ease. A sigh of total relief leaves me when he kisses me again and again. Soft, sweet kisses. Gentle presses of his lips. As if he’s testing me. I kiss him in return, my lips parting more and more with every pass, until his tongue sneaks out, teasing the seam of my lips, sliding past them. I touch his tongue with mine, pleasure rippling through me when he moans.

Cam reaches for me, his hands landing on my waist, lightly tugging. I break away from him first, both of us breathing harder, our gazes meeting. His pupils are dilated and his lips are parted.

He’s achingly beautiful. I can’t take looking at him for too long. It hurts my heart too much. I never thought this could actually happen.

“We can’t do this here.”

His dark brows draw together. “Why the fuck not?”

“Anyone can pass by.” I wave a hand toward the window. “Everyone knows this is your car.”

“No one can see us.”

“And I refuse to be just another number in the Challenger,” I add, which is the real reason I refuse to make out with Cam in this car.

I’m not going to be a statistic to add to his long list of hookups.

“Let’s go.” His voice is deep. Quiet. Full of hidden meaning. I stare at him as he starts the engine, puts the car in drive and pulls onto the street with a roar of squealing tires.

I almost want to laugh, but there’s nothing funny about the way he’s looking at me. He’s so intense. So freaking quiet as he drives through the streets, heading God knows where. Just…anywhere but this neighborhood.

Shock courses through me when he turns into his apartment parking lot minutes later.

“Really?” I ask when he parks the car. “Here?”

“Where else?” He shrugs. “Come on.”

He’s out of the car before I can say another word, opening my door for me and offering me his hand. I take it, loving how it completely engulfs mine when he tugs me out of the car, pressing me against the side, his body pinning me there. I press my hands against his chest before he can kiss me, the confusion obvious on his face.

“Where’s Knox?”

Cam glances around the parking lot, frowning when his gaze meets mine. “In our apartment.”

“I can’t go in there.” I shake my head. No way.

“I can sneak you in.” His gaze turns pleading. “It’s late. He’s probably already asleep.”

“What if he’s not?” Anxiety claws at my chest. This is not how I want my brother to find out about us.

I don’t even know if there’s actually anusyet.

“Come on.” He pulls away from me, grabbing my hand and leading me toward his apartment building.

Despite my worry, giddiness rises within me, leaving me shaky. Nervous. I can’t believe we’re doing this. Even crazier, I can’t believe Cam is so willingly dragging me to his apartment. We’re taking a huge risk here.

What if Knox is still awake? What then? How are we going to explain ourselves?

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