I glare athim.
“Your dad and Haley are down the hall. We’re lucky we didn’t getcaught.”
I press my lips to his palm, the same palm I read at that carnival three yearsago.
His grip loosens, and I take advantage, kissing down hisfingers.
“I don’t care,” I say when there’s enough room to speak, “I’d tell them it wasn’t your fault. That since the moment I walked in on you naked, I was lost to theworld.”
I pull the tip of his finger into mymouth.
Tyler’s jaw clenches, and he lets out the most deliciousgroan.
I suck harder, and his hips shift over mine until I feel him between mylegs.
Oh, shit. Yes,please.
I felt him against my ass last night, but it wasn’tenough.
Nowherenear.
“You want me to make you scream under your Dad’s roof,” herasps.
I release his finger with a pop, my head swimming. “Or the pool house. I’m notpicky.”
He tosses a pillow at me, and Ilaugh.
“I’m serious,” he presses, a look of fascination on his face. “Tell me what you think it’d belike.”
I stare at him. “Beautiful. Reckless. Undeniable. Painful, not because it’s my first time, but because everything with us seemsto—“
“We’re done here.” He shifts off the bed, reaching for his tux pants on thefloor.
I shoot up in bed. “Because I’m a virgin?” I try to sound dismissive but can’t quite hide the vulnerability underneath. “That’s discrimination on the basis of sexualexperience.”
He rounds on me, and I’m pressed back against thesheets.
“Because no matter how long we’ve been friends, when we fuck…” His voice is a dangerous promise. “I will take you apart. And when I’m done, you’ll beg for me to do itagain.”
His wolfish smile is feral. His finger hooks in the waistband of my pajama pants and tugs it for a brief, beautiful moment of possibility before releasing it to snap back against mystomach.
I’mspeechless.
I’m never speechless, but I am now, and Tyler seems to think it’s cute because he drops a smug kiss at the corner of my mouth before risingagain.
My phone buzzes on the dresser, and Ijump.
Pen:Are we still meeting tostudy?
Shit.Iforgot.
Movement by the window has me dropping the phone. “What are youdoing?”
“Leaving.” Tyler lifts the windowframe.
I trip across the room. “You’re not going out thatway.”
He swings one leg out before pausing to cock a dark brow at me. “You want me to walk out of your room and through the house? Past your dad and Haley?” Each word is said matter-of-factly, but I’m starting to catch on. “We’re cool, but we’re not thatcool.”