I need to know.
“We shouldn’t do this.”
Liam’s words sound slow and muffled from the alcohol buzzing in my veins.
We shouldn’t do this… This? Kiss?
The thought of kissing Liam, my oldest friend, is ludicrous… and enticing.
I blink, slowly processing his words again.
We shouldn’t… kiss.
I snatch my hand from his chest and stumble to my feet. My skin is a multicolored patchwork of every shade of embarrassment. Liam doesn’t want to kiss me. “I’m so sorry.”
He reaches for me. “You broke up with your boyfriend tonight and have downed half that bottle.”
My cheeks burn at the sympathy and regret in his eyes. Poor Emily, emotional over her cheating boyfriend and throwing her desperate,boringself at the closest guy.
I’m pathetic andboring, and Liam is great and sexy and perfect and… “The room is starting to tilt.”
The floor falls away from my feet, or Liam might have scooped me into his arms. The second option makes more sense, as the house starts to move around me and his muscles bunch and flex close to my body.
“Let’s get you to bed,” he whispers.
Bed… A tremor runs through me as images or fantasies transport me—Liam beneath me, on top of me, anywhere that would get him between my thighs, all of it happening in my bed.
The place only boring Emily fucks.
A pounding starts in my head and I hold back a groan. The only thing worse than ruining a friendship with sex is to ruin it with boring sex.
I let my friend carry me to my room, tuck me into bed, and try not to cringe when he gives me afriendlykiss on the forehead.
“We’ll talk tomorrow.” He walks out of my room, closing the door behind him without a backward glance.
I roll over, groaning into the fresh, linen-scented pillow—cleaned and ready for a night of boring bedroom sex.
This night had escalated from awkward to full-on kill-me-now embarrassing.
Yep, that tingle was definitely embarrassment this time.
I grab my phone from the bedside table, close one eye, and try to open a text to Ally.
I dnt wnt b borin anmre. Tk my out 2 mrrow.
I hit send.
Tomorrow, I’ll go out with Ally and find someone who isn’t my best friend and prove that I’m not boring.
CHAPTER 5
Green fills my vision, Liam’s stare intent as it rakes down my body. My thighs tremble as the orgasm hits me hard and fast. I arch my hips, savoring the release.
Relief fizzles to nothing as I open my eyes and blink away the morning light from my bed, where I lie—alone.
It was just a dream.
“Ugh.” I moan and slump into my pillow, one arm thrown over my face, shielding my sleep-bleary eyes from the morning light.
