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“Do you want to fuck me? If there were no consequences, would you want to?” I ask, holding my breath as I wait for him to answer. I need to know.
“So fucking badly that my dick aches every time you walk into the room. Every time I jerk myself off, I think of that sweet pussy and just how much I can’t have it. Only makes me want you more,” he admits, and I shake my head.
“Who says you can’t have it?” I ask, but Nash bites his lip, not answering.
“Your turn. Truth, or dare?”
“Truth.”
“When was the last time you came?”
“With Ren,” I admit, and Nash’s eyes go wide.
“Two months ago?” he asks, and I nod. “Not even by yourself?” I shake my head, and Nash sits back in his seat. “We’ll have to change that tonight.”
I don’t get a chance to say anything because I’m dragged out of my seat by a dancing Nissa. As I dance, Nash watches me. I shiver from the heated look in his eyes.
Fuck.
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
“We Go Down Together” by Dove Cameron and Khalid
ROSE
Holden: You look sexy as fuck.
I stare at the text from my stepbrother for a solid thirty seconds.
Me: You don’t mind that I stole your jersey?
Holden: I want to rip it off your body. But not because you stole it.
Me: You sure? You look busy. No time for ripping jerseys.
I look up in time to catch him smiling at his phone. The girl sitting on the arm of the couch beside him keeps trying to slowly slide her way into his lap. Am I jealous? Yes. Yes, I am.
Holden: I’ll make the time. You still owe me a kiss, or have you forgotten?
Me: That’s not something I’d ever forget. Come collect.
Biting my lip, I wait until he looks up, our eyes meeting, and then I head upstairs. One of the rooms will be empty. We’re at a haunted frat party on the other side of campus. The haunted house was fun, but the drive was too long. I guess that was the point of the party bus.
The first door I open is a bathroom. Skipping that. The next room is empty, so I close the door behind me and cross my fingers.
Please let Holden come. Please don’t let this be the moment he rejects me.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” a deep voice says as Holden walks into the room, locking the door behind him.
“Nope.”
“It’s wrong.”
“Very wrong,” I agree.
“Tell me to stop, Rose,” he whispers, but I shake my head as I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his neck.
“Never.” I lean up against him, tilting my head back. “Kiss me,” I whisper.
