When he ran his tongue over his lower lip, I was transfixed. My heart was slamming against my ribs and a tingle of awareness shot through me. He gave a gentle tug that pulled me closer, and I was sure he was going to kiss me.
Yes, please.
“Sabre. Venom wanted me to tell you he’s waiting,” Voodoo interrupted, and I groaned inwardly at his shitty timing because Sabre immediately released my hand and got off his bike. I stepped back to give him room, spun, and hurried past Voodoo to go inside.
Not seeing any of the ol’ ladies, I rushed through the common area and up the stairs.
Safely ensconced in my sanctuary, I locked the door, then went over to peek through the curtains. I saw Sabre and Voodoo go under the stairs. I now knew that hall led to the officer’s rooms and the room they used for their meetings—church, they called it.
I fell back onto my bed and stared at the ceiling with my hands splayed casually on my stomach, then chuckled. “Great. I have a crush on my Uber driver.”
Except it really seemed like more than a crush. He stirred up crazy desires within me.
I closed my eyes and flipped the hem of my shirt up and smoothed my hand up to cup my breast. Imagining it was Sabre’s hand on me, I squeezed and pinched the nipple through the cotton bra.
A whimper escaped.
Maybe Faith was right… I needed to be bold.