Crushing my lips to hers, I kissed her hard. I slid my hand around the nape of her neck, pulling her closer as I took what I wanted, relishing every fucking taste that exploded on my tongue.
She was perfect, so fucking perfect. And as her tongue danced with mine, I shoved my door open, ready to haul her inside and bury my cock deep inside her. But then the damn dog barked, breaking the spell I was under.
Tearing myself from her body, I trained my eyes on hers, refusing to let them wander to her heaving breasts or that pussy that I so desperately wanted to taste now.
“Go away.”
And then I slammed the door in her face.
10
JOSIE
I shuffledacross the lawn and up the steps of my house, still dazed and confused by what just happened. He kissed me, and not just any kiss, but a kiss that could only be described as explosive, passionate, volatile, meteoric, or hell, even hazardous.
Because that’s what JR was. He was hazardous for me and my lust-addled brain at the moment.
In all my teasing, I was sure I was getting to him, but never in my wildest dreams did I think he would ever grab me like that and shove his tongue down my throat.
Not that I was complaining.
He was an excellent kisser. Like, top-notch. I would be hard-pressed to find anyone who could set my toes on fire like that.
I shoved the door open and stumbled inside, staring off at absolutely nothing as I replayed every single second of that kiss.
And how he kicked me out afterward.
What did that mean? Did he only kiss me to shut me up? Was his plan to draw me in, only to squash any hope of anything happening between us? Then again, maybe he didn’t mean to kiss me. Maybe I really fell against him and inadvertently shoved my tongue inhismouth.
Oh, God. He was an innocent bystander, just minding his own business, when his crazy neighbor came along and attacked him with saliva! I was a horrible person. I should go apologize.
Except, if I apologized, that meant that I would have to see him, and seeing him right now was definitely out of the question. He would probably slam the door in my face and call me a floozy or a swindler. Then it would get around town and everyone would look at me like the witch who cast some evil spell on him and got him to fall for the woman he detested based on my love of Milo.
I would be a laughing stock.
“Are you alright?” Sawyer asked, dragging me out of my internal debate.
“Huh?”
“You have that…spastic eye thing going on.”
“What spastic eye thing?”
“You know, the one where you’ve done something you shouldn’t have, and now you’re freaking out.”
I laughed nervously at that. “Why would you assume I’ve done something? I haven’t done a thing.”
“Are you sure?”
“I think I would know if I had done something I shouldn’t have,” I said, storming past him to get away from his watchful stare.
If anyone could get to me, it was my brother. He knew me too well. I just had to hope that he was too depressed over losing Pearl that he would drop the subject.
“The neighbor was just here.” He jumped up from the couch and hurried over, eager for information.
“So?”
I couldn’t look at him. He would see right through me. I opened the fridge and buried my head inside. The cool air hit me, immediately freezing the panic rising in my chest.
