“All of this is,” I said. “But the only reason you’re not pinned against the wall right now is because you haven’t given me a sureyes.Until I hear that?—”
“Yes.”
Fuck. I’d dreamed of her saying yes. I’d imagined it over and over in my head. But I never really thought I’d get this far. It suddenly felt all too real with her.
“June,” I warned softly. “Are you sure?”
“Yes. I said yes.”
“You don’t even know what I want to do to you. You don’t know what I like?—”
“I know you’re into BDSM,” she cut in, then snorted when my mouth dropped. “Don’t act so surprised. I’ve seen your secret closet.”
“What? When?”
“That one time you asked me to get a pair of boots out of it for you when you rolled your ankle a couple years ago.”
Fuck. I’d forgotten about that.
“So, I know you’re kinky. I know you like running. I know all your favorite romance books have a couplespecifickinks in common, too.”
“What?” I hissed. I felt like I’d been exposed.
“Yeah,” she snorted. “You do know all those books have content warning guides, right? And also that your Goodreads profile is public.”
“And you’ve looked them up?”
“Of course I have.”
I tilted my head to the side. “Why have you been stalking me, junebug?”
Her cheeks turned red. “I haven’t been.”
“That’s not what it sounds like. It sounds like you know every single book I’ve read. What my kinks are. What else do you know about me, huh?”
“Nothing.”
“Liar,” I mouthed lovingly.
She swallowed hard. “It’s not like you don’t know me.”
“Well, I can’t say I know what your kinks are. Yet. But I can say I’m still certain you don’t know all of mine.”
June gave me a look that made me feel like a pane of glass. “I’ll take a wild guess.Hunting. Running. What’s it called? Primal?” She jabbed her finger at my chest. “You want to chase me down and fuck me straight into the dirt.”
I did.
I really fucking did. Especially right now.
“And the thing is, I want to be the one you chase.”
Fuck. My ears started to ring as she jabbed my chest one more time. I grabbed her hand gently, finally giving into my instinct. I lifted her and pinned her against the wall, her legs winding around my waist. Her pupils expanded as my lips hovered in front of hers, only a breath away from kissing her.
“Tonight. If we’re going to do this, we might as well go all the way,” she whispered.
“Tonight?”
She rocked her hips, as if to demand it from me. “I can feel how hard you are?—”
