Page 87 of Perish


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“‘Okay’ isn’t the right word,” I said, pulling my leg up to cross his hips, my body tightening around him like a one-sided hug.

His body relaxed. Save for his arms, which pulled me tighter too.

“I should go back downstairs,” I said after a moment of just enjoying being held.

“Yeah,” he agreed, but didn’t release me.

“I don’t want to.”

“Good. Not letting you yet.”

My lips curved up as my heart did a that popping thing again.

I couldn’t tell you how long we stayed just like that. Close. Intimate. Content.

But it was the sound of voices in the clubhouse that had us both tensing.

“Rowe, Callow, Niro, and Uncles Sugar, Wolf, and Roan are all heading in to relieve us,” one of them said.

“Good. Almost getting early,” the other replied.

Shit.

Shit shit shit.

I had to get out of this room before my uncles showed up. Because while my cousins might leave me to sleep, one of them was going to come and check on me.

Perish seemed to come to the same conclusion, his whole body tensing.

“I need to go,” I whispered, feeling Perish’s nod. But he squeezed me tighter for just a moment before finally releasing me.

I carefully climbed down, fumbling around in the dark for my clothes and struggling to get them on in the dark.

Perish crept toward the door, listening.

“They’re in the kitchen,” he whispered when I was at his side. “Go there too.”

“But…”

“But?” he asked.

“I probably look like I just had sex,” I admitted.

He reached out, pressing his hands to my face. I knew I flushed when I was turned on. But I felt cool. Then his hands lifted, smoothing my hair.

“Bed messy, maybe,” he concluded. “Gotta go before they move.”

My belly tightened, not used to the tension of sneaking around.

But then Perish opened the door, and I had no choice but to rush out and down the hall toward the basement door.

A quick look said the common room was empty, so I quickly opened and closed the basement door before making my way toward the kitchen, feeling so incredibly guilty that I curled my arms protectively around myself.

They had no reason to suspect anything.

Even if there was a slight ache between my thighs that reminded me with each step what had happened.

“Hey, pretty girl,” Sully greeted me.