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Mackenzie rolls her hips faster, panting in my face. “Go ahead. I won’t listen.” She watches me through hooded eyes as she teases me relentlessly through my jeans. I’m about to make a damn mess in my pants if she rocks her hips any faster.
“I don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret later,” I choke out, my words hollow and broken, hating the thought of her despising me—or worse yet, ignoring me—tomorrow.
“I won’t have any regrets.” Mackenzie’s words are breathy as her gorgeous amber eyes lock on mine, allowing me to see the truth in them. “I’m tired of trying so damn hard to resist you. Of pretending?—”
Her face changes from desire to conflict. I see the guilt in her eyes, but I’m weak. The right thing to do would be to move her from my lap and apologize for my inappropriate behavior.
Clearing my throat, I choke out her name, wrestling with my conscience. “Kenz?”
Her finger goes to my lips. “I like angel or sweetheart better.” Then her lips are on mine again, and I surrender.
Fuck it. I’ll worry about the consequences later.
5
MACKENZIE
When Chase and I break apart, our breathing heavy, I stare at him, dazed. I know my lips are swollen from his kiss and I’m about to do something embarrassing in my panties if I don’t stop grinding against his hardness like this.
There are many reasons why we shouldn’t be making out right now, but I ignore them. I want him so badly I can barely think straight.
Shoving a stray lock of hair from my sweaty forehead, my hand grazes the bump on my forehead, and I wince. Dread fills me as I see the concern in Chase’s eyes. He immediately examines it, watching my face intently as he gently grazes his fingertips over the wound. A pained hiss escapes me as I jerk my head away from his touch.
Crap. My head smacked the steering wheel harder than I thought. I’m not dizzy or nauseous. Although I am lightheaded but that has everything to do with making out with Chase, not the accident.
The look on Chase’s face makes me panic. I don’t want the attention on me. I’d rather focus on him, ensuring he’s not injured. Inwardly, I snort at myself.I’m doing things backward. I should’ve made sure he was okay before we kissed.“Are you alright, Chase? You were jostled around?—”
“I don’t give a shit about me. I’m more concerned aboutyou.” He leans so close to me that my mind goes blank. I forget everything except the way his breaths sync with mine, his rapid heart beats that match my tempo, and the tautness of his muscles beneath his clothing as he examines me. His scent infiltrates my senses as he tilts my head slightly, intently staring at the bump on my forehead.
Stop worrying about me and kiss me again.
Chase rapid fires questions at me, but I can barely concentrate on what he’s saying. He’s too close, his warm skin rendering me unable to think, my jean-clad pussy acutely aware of his hardness beneath me.
His words temporarily distract me from the lust swirling through my veins. “Sweetheart, I need you to focus.”
“I can’t. I’m too turned on,” I blurt out without thinking, my face turning red. Maybe I hit my forehead harder than I thought.
“Look at me.” Gentle yet persistent fingers beneath my chin tilt my head. A slight chill runs down my body from the way he looks at me.What is happening to me? Why am I so attracted to Chase?
Swallowing hard, I decide to rip the band-aid off and get it out. “I can’t focus on anything other than you.” My feelings changed for Chase over the summer, but I tried so hard to deny them. But all these moments between us are coming to the surface, making them harder to deny.
Taking a deep breath, I make a confession. “Two weeks ago, when I was sick with a sinus infection while Dad was at the conference, and Mom had to work.”
Chase’s brow furrows, a puzzled look on his face, as though he’s unsure where I’m going with this. “Yeah. I remember.”
“It was you who took care of me. Putting blankets in the dryer to warm them, then covering me up. Making soup and grilled cheese for me. Sitting on the couch and watching movies while rubbing my feet.”
Chase shrugs. “That’s what you do when someone’s not feeling well.”
I shake my head slowly, my gaze locked on his. “That’s what you do when you really care about someone, Chase. And it…” I blow out a long breath. “It added to the confusion I felt ever since the Ferris Wheel ride at the park this past summer.” I tremble from the embarrassment rocking through my body. “At first, I made you my enemy to ease the guilt I felt. I was afraid you’d take away Gavin’s memory, and I’d eventually forget about him. Not remember him so much.” I bite my lip, feeling foolish. But I know I need to get this off my chest. “Things started changing between us anyway, and you became someone I grew to tolerate. Now….”
He pulls me closer, his whiskey eyes so intense they strip me to my very soul. “Now, what?”
My voice is slightly above a whisper. “I don’t know what we are. It’s… Complicated.”
“Complicated, huh?” A smile spreads across his face, lighting up the darkness. “I can live with that.” Then his lips meet mine, and I wind my arms around his neck, pressing against him in ways that are wrong.
But here in the darkened woods, beneath the cover of nightfall, I don’t give a damn.
