It took a moment for her to realize the buzzing she heard was his phone and not the humming of her overheated blood racing through her veins. She’d never felt anything as powerful as Emerson’s kiss. Now that she had, she wanted all of him; every single thing they could do together, everything he could teach her.
“What?” She twined her fingers behind his neck and tried to draw her to him, but he held firm.
“It’s Gabe. I’ve got to get this.”
He cuffed her wrists with his hands, pausing for a moment and simply holding her. Letting out a shaky breath, he peeled her fingers off him and reached for his phone.
“Yes.” He growled the word at his brother.
Knowing he wanted her as much as she wanted him took some of the sting out of his rejection. She didn’t have to ask herself if Emerson liked her or if he was just doing her some kind of favor. She’d felt the truth of his body’s response. The problem wasn’t getting him to want her.
It was getting him to act on it.
