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“One of my brothers. He doesn’t have a home of his own. He always travels, so this is home base, you know?”
She rifled through the clothes until she pulled out sweatpants and a T-shirt.
“Thanks,” I said.
Mackenzie nodded. “Come on, you can shower here, but the pipes are temperamental. Let me show you.” She led me into the bathroom and turned on the cold water first. Then, carefully, she turned the hot water the tiniest bit.
“If you do more than that, you’re going to burn yourself to a crisp. Careful with that one.”
“Thanks,” I said.
Mackenzie looked at me, and her eyes softened. “Sure. It’s a bit of a weird weekend overall. First my sister, then this storm, and now…” She offered a tiny shrug.
“It’s okay,” I said. I lifted a hand and pushed the wet hair that clung to her cheek out of her face. “I don’t have anywhere else I need to be.” I didn’t say that I didn’twantto be anywhere else but here. That would have sounded cliché and stupid. I wasn’t either.
Mackenzie looked at me, and I was suddenly lost in her gaze. She drew me in. I didn’t know how—something about the way she looked at me, the way her face changed when her eyes slid to my mouth—made me ache for her.
I closed the distance between us, moving slowly so she had time to pull away.
She didn’t.
I pressed my lips against hers, and she was cold and wet, tasting like the storm.
“We shouldn’t,” Mackenzie whispered, her lips brushing against mine.
“I know,” I said.
8
MACKENZIE
Thebathroomsteameduparound us, shrouding us in a fog as the hot water poured out of the shower over the bathtub. Now that I wasn’t alone and a stranger saw the belly of the house, I was painfully aware of all its flaws. I’d seen what Troy’s house looked like. I doubted he would ever let it get into any kind of disrepair.
He didn’t seem to notice, though. He was lost in me, and I let myself do the same. I didn’t know anything but Troy. His eyes locked on mine, and they were drowning deep, the color of slate that sent a shiver down my spine. Heat washed over me, and my body tightened in all the right places, and my eyes slid down to his lips—I couldn’t help myself when he brushed my hair out of my face.
He didn’t hesitate, didn’t let me come to my senses. He closed the distance between us and kissed me.
When he scraped his teeth over my bottom lip, tugging gently at it, a moan escaped my lips. I wanted to drown in him. Troy ran his fingers through my wet hair, pressing the length of his body against mine. The cold, wetness of our clothes was in stark contrast to the heat of the water, the steam, the heat of our bodies pressed together.
You shouldn’t do this, I told myself.This is a bad idea.
Fuck, a bad idea had never felt thisgood.
I didn’t stop him. Instead, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed our bodies tighter together. Troy’s tongue slid into my mouth, and he tasted like rain, cold and wet and laced with danger.
That was what made him so irresistible. That first night, we’d been together because we’d wanted each other. Now, we were doing this because we weren’t allowed to.
What was it they said about forbidden fruit?
Troy’s hand slid from my cheek, where he’d been cupping me, to my neck. His hand was large and capable, making me feel delicate. He was in charge, kissing me while he traced my collarbone with his thumb in a hypnotic motion.
He grinded his hips against me, and I was achingly aware of his erection fighting his wet jeans. His need echoed my own, and I whimpered with desire for him.
“Troy,” I whispered. I didn’t know what I was going to say. He didn’t let me find that out, either.
He reached for the hem of my shirt and broke the kiss, staring into my eyes—a question.
I lifted my arms so he could peel the wet shirt off me. I wasn’t going to stop him.
