“Never was.”
Summa cum stupid.
Always am when it comes to him.
I exhale. Then nod. “Okay.”
Andrew nods next.
“Okay,” he breathes.
We lock eyes for a beat.
Then he moves in slow,
his knee sliding between mine.
His forearm hits the wall over my shoulder,
caging me in soft.
His next breath pours out of him,
trembling right against my temple.
I reach behind me, yank my zipper down.
And I pull him closer with the other?—
chest to chest.
Then I’m lowering my hand, sliding in,
dragging my panties aside again,
my finger catching my clit.
Shaking. Wanting. Gone.
My forehead crashes against his chest,
air spilling out of me.
Andrew breathes deep,
heart pounding through his shirt,
wanting to hold me, too.
My fingers move slower.
Because he’s here.
And God, he’shere.
His hand’s warm when it finds the base of my spine,
holding me close,
