“No,” I shoot back, hands on my hips. “It’s not. You two are thick as thieves and—”
A hand slips around my waist, palming my hip before lightly brushing the sensitive place below by belly button.
“What’s going on here?” Keegan says, his breath tickling the hairs at my neck.
“You should know.” My tone is accusatory, but I know it’s belied by how I move slightly back, pressing my ass against his thighs.
Reb plants a hand on each of us and practically shoves us toward the door. “Now’s your chance! Just sneak out.” To Keegan, she says, “Mission accomplished. Now take your girl home and do unspeakable things to her instead of just making googly eyes at her all night.”
He grins. “Yes, ma’am.”
Before I can protest, he’s guiding me out the door. The second the elevator closes behind us, he backs me against the wall.
“What are you doing?” I gasp as his teeth rake against the sensitive skin of my neck.
He’s got one hand buried in my hair and the other is already lifting my skirt to cup my ass as he grinds against me. “I’m following directions. What does it look like I’m doing?”
“But someone could—”
I don’t have a chance to finish my sentence because the elevator door opens with a ding.
Keegan grabs my hand and leads me out into the hallway outside his condo. “I assume you want to stay at my place tonight, since it’s closer.”
“Yes, please.” Even though we basically live together, we haven’t quite gotten around to selling his condo. Mostly we stay at my place still and rent his out on Airbnb, but every once in a while we stay at his place.
“Thank fuck,” he mutters, his mouth on my neck again. “Because I don’t think I want to wait to get home.”
“You don’t?” I ask in mock innocence.
“Nope.” He pushes me against the wall beside his door. “Because I love watching you work a room when you’re in badass, marketing mode. It’s so fucking hot.”
I press my hands to his shoulders so that he pauses long enough to look up at me. “Y-you do? I mean, it is?”
He grins down at me. “Fuck yeah, it is.” After a second, his expression shifts and he suddenly looks serious. “Do you realize this spot right here is where we had our first kiss?”
I bite down on my lip as I nod, remembering how nervous and confused I was. How uncertain of everything.
I run my hand up from his shoulder to cup his jaw. “I don’t ever want to be back in that place.”
A frown flickers across his face. “You don’t ever want me to kiss you in the hall again?”
“No. In that emotional place. Where I’m uncertain of your feelings and confused and so afraid of losing you.”
“Same, Glasses. Same.”
And then, because Keegan is incapable of being too serious for too long, he pulls what has become his favorite move. He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder as if I weigh nothing and carries me inside. I squeal in protest and he gives me a playful pat on the ass.
“Shush. You’ll wake the neighbors.”
Once we’re in his condo, the door slamming behind us, I playfully smack his ass. “Put me down!”
I’m not sure how he’s able to lower me without straining a muscle, but he does, and with a little oof, I land on his oversized sofa, which is arranged near floor to ceiling windows overlooking the cityscape of Austin.
“Now be a good girl and take off your clothes.”
“Excuse me?” I sass back.
He raises an eyebrow at me, licking his lips as those Caribbean blue eyes of his rake slowly down my body as he unbuttons his shirt. “You heard me.”
