I hate to let him go, but if I don’t now, I’ll never leave. I’ll be bound to Oliver forever.
So I break away and kiss the corner of his mouth. I gently squeeze his hip and whisper in his ear.
“Good night, Oliver.” I press my lips to that sweet spot beneath his ear, relishing in his little shiver.
And then I let him go. I take two steps back. Then two more. Oliver watches me. He never looks away. Not until I flash my headlights. He presses his key into the lock, and I wait until I see the door shut to turn the engine on.
Just as I turn around to look behind me, I notice his Chromebook, in his seat.
He left it. On purpose. Oliver is too smart to make the same mistake twice. This… this is not because he was distracted or nervous. This was achoice.A small act of dominance. I can’t help but smirk.
“Oh, Oliver…” I shake my head as I back out of the parking lot. “I am going to enjoy breaking you.”
Chapter Eighteen
Oliver
When I get into my apartment I fall against the door, my back hitting it with a heavy thud as the air rushes from my lungs. I gasp for air, my heart racing and my blood heating like someone’s set my entire body on fire.
I close my eyes and try my hardest to catch my breath.
“Holy fucking hell…” My head falls back against the door with a thud and I stare at the ceiling until my heartbeat slows.
What the hell just happened?
I swear, it was like an out-of-body experience. One minute I was stumbling over my damn feet, and then he was walking to my door and—
He kissed me. He fucking kissedme!But it wasn’t some accidental thing. It was deliberate. It was like I’d been thrown in a blender and spit back out.
The pieces of the puzzle clicked in place perfectly.
It’s all falling into place according to the plan, so… why do I feel like this?
This is what I want… right?
“‘Bout time you showed up.”
I freeze, the bitter, familiar sound a splash of ice to my system. My gaze drifts across the living room to the kitchen.
Robbie slides his hands into his pockets, his white t-shirt tight and taut across his chest, the sleeves showcasing his biceps. The low light of my kitchen casts shadows on him, making him look like some dark demon come to drag me to hell.
“Robbie… I… wasn’t expecting you.”
He saunters over to me, his dark gaze holding mine. My heart starts racing again, but this time it feels different. Terrifying.
“I was in the neighborhood. Thought I’d surprise you.” He leans into my space and I can’t help that I flinch. His eyebrows furrow. “What’s wrong, baby? You seem a little… jumpy.”
“Nothing,” I say as he leans one arm out, bracing his palm against the back of my door, right over my shoulder. His dark gaze dips to my mouth and he leans into my space.
It’s not anything he hasn’t done before. In fact, he’s done this plenty of times. Come over unannounced. Pinned me against the wall.
I used to love it. I used to jerk off to the idea of him showing up here and taking me by surprise.
When did that change? I’m not sure.
My gaze drops to his mouth, flashing up to his eyes. “Just a long day.”
It’s not a lie. Today’s been a fucking roller coaster.
