22
Avery
The entire drive home, we sent secretive little grins across the car at each other. His gaze raked my form with appreciation, and I glanced between his handsome face and his strong hand gripping the steering wheel. His other hand was wrapped around my thigh, anchoring me, reminding me that I was his.
I swallowed. If I thought too hard about it, I’d freak out, so I didn’t think. I let myself get swallowed up by Emmett and his radiance. I let myself be his.
He parked and caught my hand on the walk up to his front door. Inside, he waited for me to slip my shoes off before he backed me against the front door and placed his hands against the door on either side of my head. I was caged in by him, and I liked it.
His heated gaze met mine as he hovered inches from my mouth. “I’ve bee
