Page 112 of Fame & Chaos

There’s loneliness in her eyes.

The kind that hits me right in the chest.

I lift my arm, and she instantly smiles before curling into my side. Wrapping my arm tightly around her shoulders, I hold her against me while she settles comfortably against my chest.

This is going to be a very long fucking night.

“Thank you,” she murmurs.

I kiss the top of her damp hair. “You know I’d do anything for you, Indi.”

“I know.” Her voice softens. “Thank you for being here. It’s nice not feeling alone.”

I fucking knew it.

“What about your friends?” I ask carefully. “Don’t they come over?”

She shakes her head while staring at the television. “Not really. Most of my friends are from work, and I don’t want them here.” She shrugs slightly. “I know this place is a dump, but it’s still my home. And honestly… they’d judge me.” My jaw tightens immediately. “I know you won’t, though,” she adds quietly. “That’s why I’m okay with you being here. Plus…” She smiles up at me. “I forgot how nice it is to cuddle with you.”

My chest aches. “Yeah,” I say honestly. “It’s pretty fucking amazing having you back.”

Her smile grows softer. “It’s pretty amazing being back too.” She studies me carefully. “I’m starting to forget why I left in the first place.”

The words hit me like lightning.

Before I can even process them properly, she leans up and kisses me slowly.

A sharp jolt tears through my entire being while I kiss her back, my mind spinning from what she just admitted.

Does that mean she wants more now?

Her fingers slide into my hair and tug gently while she deepens the kiss, and fuck, I love when she touches me like that. I cup her cheek, kissing her harder, and suddenly everything shifts.

This is not what I expected tonight.

But I’ll take it.

I’ll take every fucking second she gives me.

She swings her leg over my lap until she’s straddling me fully, her pussy settling directly over my rapidly hardening cock.

Fuck.

My hands slide up her back and beneath her shirt so I can finally touch her skin properly. She’s soft and warm beneath my palms, and within seconds, my cock is rock hard under her.

She presses herself harder against me, kissing me with a frantic desperation that leaves me completely fucking dizzy. Her hips grind down onto me again, and a rough groan tears from my throat before I can stop it.

I don’t understand her at all.

One minute she’s telling me we’re ‘friends’ and the next she’s practically climbing inside my skin.

Her tongue slides against mine hungrily while she rocks herself over my erection again, and I swear I’m seconds away from completely losing control.

I need her.

Need to be inside her.

Need to feel her wrapped around me again after six fucking years of wanting her.