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"Alone."
How the hell does that help me? Alone time with him is becoming quite dangerous for me, because he stops himself, and I don’t want him to stop, that’s where the danger lies. I feel like I want him more than he wants me… and then I remember the moment in the bedroom, I canfeelhis need…
“What makes you think that I’m going to yours?” I have to keep up pretences because we all know that I’m going to his. He won’t take no for an answer anyway.
He pulls out the grin and cocks his head to the side. I notice the waves of his dark hair moving ever so slightly. “Because I’m charming, and a great cook, as you already know.”
I’d enjoyed the pancakes, but do I want to put myself in a situation I know I won’t walk away from? “And if I don’t want to?”
He casually shrugs, eyes never leaving mine. “Then I’ll see you another time, with the crew.”
Do I test him? Am I sure I can walk away and not kick myself? Oh God. Why does it have to be Austin Whitlock who makes my insides fizz? “Fine.”
The grin turns up to full watt. Austin takes my bag, slings his arm around my shoulders, and leans in close to my ear. "Italian or Chinese?"
I chose Chinese. He’d been the perfect gentleman which still makes me nervous. Once his crew had joined us it felt less like the energy in the room was going to explode. They are still demolishing several dishes over at the island.
"What do you want, Mia?" he murmurs as he rests next to me on the couch.
His question is unexpected as I look at his crew. Will they hear this? The electrically charged air between us levels up. Well, if they don’t hear it, they sure as hell will feel it. I'm battling with growing feelings, and I really don’t want him to know. He has the capability of hurting me, and I never put myself on that path. I bite my lip, his eyes snapping straight to the action. "I don’t know."
I go with the honest answer because I don’t have any others. He’s confusing, sexy, charming, and he constantly challenges my thoughts and actions at every turn.
I like it.
Green and brown swirl in a tight circle. “What can I do to build your trust in me?” he murmurs as his jaw pulses.
I should probably breathe at some point. It seems to be a problem when I’m around him.
His finger teasingly skims my lower lip. I should kiss him. Just to see if the heat I feel is something more when our lips meet. He smirks like I’ve said what I’m thinking out loud.
Fuck it.
I lean towards him and taste his lips first. The moment our mouths lock, his hands fist my hair, pulling me even closer. His tongue sweeps across my bottom lip, seeking permission. I open for him, our tongues instantly duelling. He’s light and dark, danger and safety, my reason for letting go. His teeth drag at my bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. The action fires heat into my core.
His breath blows hot air into my mouth. “Mia?” He pulls back, breathing heavily, and I know he’s holding onto his control by a thin thread.
“More,” I gasp, as he nibbles my lip. I guess I’m feeling a little reckless.
“I’ve wanted to nibble this fucking lip since day one.”
Heat floods my belly, tightening into a ball of intense nerves. I squeeze my legs together, ready to crawl into his lap when he breaks the contact.
“As much as I want to,” he pants, “and my dick is going to hate me. I don’t want to push you.”
Why does he keep saving me from going further with him? Is it a mistake? My body is telling me that it’s absolutely not, but my heart… that’s another matter.
“We can continue…” he murmurs. “I want you to be the one in charge here, M.I.A.”
I swallow. Does he know that his hat is still on? That backwards hat, the tanned, toned chest, one that is breathing as heavy as I am, melts every last reserve I have. Hazel eyes dip down and fasten onto me. “I think we should stop…” I sigh.
Because even with those icebergs melting, I’m still terrified he will hurt me.
Austin nods, a thousand times. “Cool.” And then he nods some more.
“There’s nothing cool in this room!” Kit hollers.
“We’re burning up over here!” Lucas adds.
