But this? Right here with Nick?
All he’s done is kiss me and I’m ready to explode.
I want the fire. I want it to consume me from the inside out.
I want Nick.
“Having to watch you with that woman was hard.”
“Why?” Nick pulls back. Lust coats his voice and his pupils are wide with need.
“Because—”
“Because isn’t an answer.” He smirks.
I pull him closer, his mouth hovering over mine. “Because I wanted it to be me.”
A grin slides onto Nick’s face. “Then it’s a good thing she ditched me.”
His words clear the lust-induced fog that’s settling into my brain.
“Wait, she left?”
He pulls back and nods at me. “Yeah, she did. She went to the bathroom and never came back. Sent a note out with the server and said there was someone else.”
“Shit, Nick, I’m sorry.”
“It doesn’t matter. I didn’t want her anyway.”
“Oh yeah? Who did you want then?” I ask.
Based on the reaction he’s having right now, I have a feeling I know exactly who it is.
“You, Bex. Only you.”
I don’t think I’ve ever kissed a man so quickly. There’s something about Nick that has pulled me in.
He’s my player. More than a decade younger than me. I don’t know how or when it happened, but this man gets me. He understands me.
Right now, as we fight for control of this kiss, none of that matters.
All that matters is the two of us and the passion we’re both feeling.
I don’t know the last time I’ve felt this alive.
The Nick I first met at the bar that night? He doesn’t exist right now.
In his place is a man who’s taking control of this kiss, who’s hoisting me into his arms and holding me against the wall as he attacks my mouth with his precision.
Attention.
Care.
Fuck me.
“That was the plan.” Nick pulls back with a smile on his face, lips swollen from our kiss.
Oh, crap. Did I say those words out loud?
