I drop cash on the table, shaking my head at Kendall when she tries to pay. We walk out of the bar. The sticky late-summer air hits me in the face the second we step outside.
“Where are you parked?” I asked.
“Just a few blocks down past that alley.”
“I’ll walk you.”
“It’s okay, I can walk by myself.”
“It’s dark. I’m walking with you.”
“Okay. Thanks,” she says softly.
We walk side by side in silence. The tension from earlier is still there. I can feel it between us lingering like an invisible cloud. I silently curse myself. Why the hell did I make things so weird?
When we make it to the alley, Kendall stops walking. I stop and look over at her, but before I can ask her if she’s alright, she speaks.
“You really think I’m beautiful?”
The bluntness of her question catches me off guard.
I hold her gaze. “Yeah. I do. I always have. Since the moment I met you.” The words are practically a growl as they leave my mouth. My heart pounds in my chest.
Heat flashes in Kendall’s deep brown eyes. “Kiss me.”
I grab her waist, press her against the alley wall, and crash my mouth against hers.
Chapter 24
Kendall
Liam’s tongue parts my mouth open in a kiss that has my head spinning and my clit pulsing.
He runs his thumb along the hinge of my jaw, tilting my head back and deepening the angle between us. He drives his tongue deeper into my mouth. And then he sucks on my tongue. My knees wobble.
Oh. My. GOD.
Liam is a fucking dynamite kisser. He kisses me like he can’t get enough of me. Like it’s the end of the world and the only thing he ever wants to do is kiss me.
His other hand slides from my waist to my hip, then my thigh. He lifts my leg up and hooks it around his waist. I press myself against him and feel the unmistakable hardness of his erection. I moan into his mouth.
My head is swimming. I can’t believe this is happening.
Never in a million years did I think I’d ever be making out with Liam Scott. He’s the hot hockey pro who I’ve hated for years.
But this past month of hanging out together has changed everything. He’s been so sweet and kind and flirty and playful. He’s helped me take care of my aunt.
And when he went on and on about how amazing I am and how hot he thinks I am, a switch flipped in my body.
All that self-doubt inside of me disappeared. All I felt was want. For him.
I’ve never been so forward with a guy before. I’ve never told a guy to kiss me like that.
But I couldn’t help it. My entire body was pulsing, aching with the need to kiss Liam.
He presses me harder against the alley wall. I tug my hands through his hair. He groans.
“Fuck,” he says against my mouth. “You’re getting a little rough there, firecracker.”
