Chapter Eighteen
Mike
So f****d. I was right about the torment. Hannah had barely done more than be here and I was hard. If I didn’t like my jeans loose, I’d be embarrassing myself right now.
Come on, freezer, cool me off.
Come on, freezer, cool me offIt sounded a warning beep that the door had been open too long. s**t. “No ice cream, sorry. We’ll have to go out.”
Or not. She was right behind me. Do not yelp!
Or not“Mike…”
“Hmm?”
“Relax.”
Easier said than done when her hands were on me. The fridge at my back, I had nowhere to go. “Hannah—”
“Shut up and kiss me.” Or be kissed by her.
herShe kissed with her whole body, not just her mouth, pressing her curves into me and sliding a hand into my hair. Perfectly hot…why was I holding back again? She made it hard to think, to breathe a
