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Her fingers wrap around mine and gingerly twist the key. The teeth connect and the bolt slides open.
“There. That wasn’t so bad, hm?” she says.
“You’ve had to deal with a landlord special before, I take it.”
“Not necessarily. You’re easily frazzled. The key wasn’t in the lock completely.”
“It was!”
“Calm, little bloom. We’re inside. Show me your apartment.”
“Thought I was a weed,” I mutter under my breath.
Suddenly, the weight of having her in my space comes crashing down. Her earlier promise ignites the warmth in my belly, and her touch on my stomach and hand amplify the effect.
Brynn seems to sense my stall because she winds our attached arms around my waist and steps forward like she’s leading me in a dance.
We clear the apartment door but she never releases me. Out of my line of sight, the door swings shut.
No, instead, she sways us side to side while her hands roam. Firm, insistent fingers tease up my body and palm my breast. The other hand ventures lower to sink between my legs, if over my pants.
The stretchy cotton is both too thin and too cumbersome. I want her to strip me down right now, Valentine’s Day or not.
My head drops back onto her shoulder, and shivers ravage over my skin as she sucks on my neck. She rumbles her appreciation and I feel it in my bones.
Brynn Hathaway is my impossibility. She came out of nowhere. I shouldn’t trust her. I don’t really know her.
And yet, I never want to leave this moment.
She spins me in her arms until I fall into the worn couch.
“We have business now, Violet. I don’t want you in trouble with your High Witch. We can play after.”
Smirking, I crawl off the couch and on all fours to where she stands in the middle of my living room. The cheap carpet and ratty rug barely register while I sway my hips to tempt her.
When I reach Brynn, I kneel at her feet and sit back on my heels.
“We have time,” I inform her and stare the dare at her.
“We really don’t.”
The fabric of her joggers slides easily under my fingers. I drift my digits up the inside of one leg then wrap my hand around her perfect thigh. I inch forward and wait for her to tell me to stop.
But she doesn’t.
Brynn peers down at me with a small smile on her face and hooded eyes like gray pools of desire.
I sink my face between her legs and nuzzle her with my nose.
Fuck, she’s divine.
Without breaking eye contact, I nip at her crotch.
“We. Have. Time,” I inform her.
She sinks her fingers into my braid and excitement jangles around in my system.
But she uses her grip to push me away instead of encouraging me more.
