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“You said you were going to wash up.” I push the door open, letting myself inside with her. “I thought you might need a little help.”
Chapter four
Kennedy
My eyes widen and fixate on the crazy man who just forced his way into the bathroom with me. “You can’t be in here.”
Milo turns the lock on the door, then turns to face me, cocking a dark eyebrow at my assertion. “It’smybathroom.”
I feel my face heat. I back away as he moves closer. “I—I know it’s your bathroom, but I’m using it right now. What if someone saw you come in?”
He cuts off my frantic thoughts, reaching out and grabbing my hips. “I’m already getting tired of your preoccupation with whatsomeonemight see.”
Just as he’s starting to draw me closer, I push his hand away and walk to the sink. I need to get away from him, but that’s impossible in the tight space of the narrow bathroom.
I’m facing away from him with my hands braced on the sink, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He walks up behind me and moves so close, I can feel his muscular front against my back. His heat seeps through my shirt and warms my skin.
I don’t know what I expect him to do next, but it’s not secure his arms around me and hug me from behind.
My heart skips a beat.
“You can’t be in here,” I repeat, my tone a little weaker as I fight the urge to sink into his embrace. “You can’t do… whatever you’re doing.”
“If you don’t even know what to call it, how do you know I’m not allowed to do it?” he teases.
Unamused, I meet his gaze in the mirror. “I’m serious, Milo.”
“Mm, I like the sound of my name on your lips.” He reaches up to caress my jaw, then runs a blunt fingertip over the seam of my mouth.
Goosebumps dance across my skin as his masculine taste hits my lips. I grab his hand and tug it away quickly. “Stop playing with me.”
“You never answered my question,” he says, causing my gaze to drop. I focus my attention on the spotless sink basin instead of him and try like hell to ignore the reassuring warmth of his embrace. “You and Jet—is that for real? Jonathan seems to think it is.”
“It doesn’t matter,” I tell him, and I mean it. I think I mean it. “There’s no way you and I can ever work. I don’t even know if youwantedthat or you just wanted to fuck me, but either way… there’s no point.”
“If you think there’s no point in fucking if it doesn’t end in a happily ever after, I don’t think anyone’s ever fucked you properly,” he says, a wicked smirk on his perfect lips.
No one’s ever fucked me at all, but I don’t say that. I’m not embarrassed about it or anything. It was my choice not to sleep with anybody yet. Most of my friends think I’m an idiot for missing out on all the dick they seem to be enjoying, but… I don’t know. Call it naïve or whatever; I’m waiting for fireworks.
I don’t think he’d get it, though. He’d probably think I’m foolish waiting around on some fairy tale feeling before I spread my legs. Like he just said, plenty of people hook up with no desire to ever even see each other again.
Maybe it’s just sex to him, but I want my first time to mean more.
I know he’d probably think that’s stupid, though.
I don’t care what he thinks. I don’t care what anybody thinks. It’smylife.
I know what kind of love I want to have, and I won’t settle for less.
No matter how sexy his arms look wrapped around me right now...
Because they do look immensely sexy.
My stomach sinks a little, realizing how safe I feel wrapped in his powerful embrace. It’s tempting to get lost in that feeling, especially when I recall the soul sucking pleasure I felt with his mouth on the most intimate part of me…
This is the most alone we’ve been since that night.
The night he spread my legs, looked into my eyes, and then licked my pussy until I saw stars.
