~ALLISON’S POV~
I knew this was a bad idea.
A really bad idea.
But here I was—my back pressed against the bathroom door, my breath coming in short, uneven gasps as Ash’s hands gripped my waist, his lips trailing fire along the side of my neck.
“What the hell are we doing?” I whispered, even as my fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.
His lips curved into a smirk against my skin. “You tell me, cupcake.”
God, that nickname. I hated it. I loved it.
I felt his hands slip beneath my oversized sleep shirt, his fingers tracing slow, torturous patterns against my bare skin. My head fell back against the door, my body betraying me, already melting for him like it always did.
“You still thinking about him?” Ash murmured, his voice low, rough.
Devon.
The name sn
