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“God, I want you,” I groan into her mouth and grab her ass, stroking my dick against her body with a slow and steady rhythm like we’re already naked and making love. I haven’t felt this greedy and out of control since–well–never. No one has ever made me feel like this.
A loud eruption of laughter comes from the living room, and I stiffen. We’re in Liam and Isabella’s kitchen, and they’re six people in the next room. We can’t. Not here.
I grasp her shoulders and set her back onto her heels. “We should stop.”
“Right.” Her body stiffens, and she jumps out of my arms and swipes her hands on her dress. “Well, I should go. Can you tell Isabella thank you for inviting me?”
“Saylor?”
“Thanks for talking to me tonight.” She backs away while refusing to meet my gaze. “I’m sure you’d rather do something else, but it kept things from being awkward. I was dreading being the third wheel.” She chuckles. “Or seventh wheel in this case. Well, I’ve got to go.”
She turns, and speed walks to the doorway. “Saylor?”
“I’ve got to go.” She’s gone before I can rearrange my dick and chase her down.
Well, that didn’t happen how I’d envisioned. I drag a hand through my hair. Is she dating someone? That’s the only thing that makes sense.
It’s like she’s drawn to me but can’t stand the weakness. Shit. I’ve never been the kind of guy who chased after another man’s woman, but damn, she feels like she’s the one.
What in the fuck do I do? Let her go? Or chase her down?
I straighten my shoulders. If she’s dating someone, she can’t be happy, or she couldn’t have responded to me like she did. Whoever he is–they aren’t right for each other.
It’s time to claim what’s mine.
