Chapter 14
Derek’s POV
The apartment was quiet when we returned from the engagement gathering.
Mom had been invited for a late drink with her clinic friends to celebrate and had texted that she’d be home after midnight.
The message left me alone with Marcus in the charged silence of our living room.
I tried to escape to my bedroom, but he caught my arm in the hallway, grip firm.
“We need to talk,” he said, voice low.
“Talk?” I laughed bitterly, pulling away. “You had your hand on me under the table the entire dinner while Mom was right there.”
Marcus stepped closer, backing me against the wall. His eyes were dark, hungry. “You were hard the whole time. Don’t pretend you didn’t like the risk.”
Heat flooded my face. Before I could deny it, his mouth crashed down on mine.
This ki
