He looks down at me darkly and licks his lips. “I’ve been waiting to do that all week.”
“You have?” I smile.
He kisses me again, and this time his tongue slides into my mouth and I feel my arousal begin to roll in.
“I have,” he whispers. His hand drops down to my behind, and he gives it a firm squeeze. “Have you thought about me?”
This night is taking an exciting turn. “Not really.” I smile. “But I am now.”
Julian
Buzz, buzz.
Buzz, buzz.
Buzz, buzz.
I frown and roll over to grab my phone—the one currently dancing on my side table. I pick it up and see the blurred name of Miss Brielle light up the screen.
I glance at the clock. It’s 4:00 a.m.
Great. She’s obviously staying out and calling to let me know.
“Yes?” I snap on answering.
“Ohhhhhhh,” she slurs.
“What are you doing?”
