Her breathing hitches and those blue eyes widen. The desire is like a physical pulse between us—I can feel it pounding in my chest.
Tessa’s lips part and her gaze goes to my mouth.
She wants the same thing.
“Killian,” she breathes my name as I move my hand up higher.
I rub my thumb against her cheek. “There’s egg…”
“Where?”
“Your lips,” I lie.
Her chest rises and falls quickly.
I should be stronger than this. I should step back, go in my room, lock the door, jack off, and then go about my day.
What I definitely shouldn’t do is lean in, but that’s exactly my next move.
Tessa’s gaze doesn’t waver and her voice is barely above a whisper. “You should, get it off then.”
I don’t wait for any further confirmation, I move my lips to hers and kiss away all my fucking self-control.
Her body moves into mine, hands resting on my chest as our lips move against each other’s. She is so damn perfect. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want her.
Our tongues move together, and I hold her face with both hands, needing her to stay with me. In a moment, one or the both of us will remember why this is a bad idea. She’s too young, she’s not from here, I’m in the middle of my entire business crumbling around me, and…she’s my publicist.
Pretty sure this is not exactly part of the package.
However, right now, none of those reasons exist for me.
All that matters is her.
She lets out a soft moan as her hands move up to my neck. I don’t know how long we kiss for, but it’s not enough.
Too soon, she pulls back, her eyes wide, heart-shaped lips swollen, and then she covers them with her hand.
“Oh my…I shouldn’t. We shouldn’t,” Tessa says, stepping back.
“Maybe not, but I don’t regret it.”
And I walk out before I do something I really will regret.
But I hear her as I go. “Neither do I.”
“Mr. Thorn?” Gary, my ranch hand, calls my name as I’m walking through the barn.
“Yes?”
“Do you still want to ride out today?”
I nod. “Yes, can you saddle up two horses for me and tie them out back?”
“Two?”
Before I can say anything, Tessa’s voice calls from behind me, “You have like three barns and an arena—you didn’t tell me which one.”
I grin. “Yet you found me.”
