wipes . If Parker could see the club-hopping, angry-at-the-world girl now…he would think I was on drugs.
Breaking out the Windex and Endust, I started to go to work on my room, leaving no spot untouched, all the while singing completely off-key. “ Love is like a bomb, baby, c’mon get it on. Livin’ like a lover with lah lah phone…”
Who actually knew all lyrics word for word? I might not, but when it came to classic rock, I fully committed. Using the bottle of glass cleaner as an imaginary mic, I slid across the floor in my best Tom Cruise Risky Business move. I killed it. “ Pour some sugar on me, ooh, in the name of love. Pour some sugar on me, c’mon fire me up. ”
Warmth spread down my neck. Man, it’s hot in here. Tugging my oversized T-shirt over my head, I spun around in nothing but my bra and locked eyes on Zane.
A shrieked rose up my throat and echoed over the room.
“Don’t stop on my account. You were on a roll,” he said in a deep, amused timber.
My foot slipped on the newly polished hardwood, and my butt cheeks smacked the floor. “Holy hell,” I said, clutching my shirt to my chest. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“Did you just break your butt?”
“No, but I’d like to break yours,” I growled.
Leaning a hip against the wall, his eyes twinkled. “That was quite… I’m not sure what it was, but I don’t think I will ever get it out of my head, although my ears are still ringing.”
I wished I had something else in my hand other than my T-shirt to throw at his head. “Hardy har har. Are you going to help me up or just laugh at me all day?”
He pushed off the wall and lent me a hand. Without hesitating, I placed my hand in his. Electricity shimmered down my arm. There was no denying the attraction, and when I was staring at him, I didn’t care if it was our souls or something more—the pull wasn’t going to let either of us go. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could resist, especially if he kept looking at me like that.
“Nice getup.” His eyes swept down my body. He took a step forward, putting me in the same breathing space as him.
A flush crept over my body, not missing a single part. I glanced down and hissed, completely forgetting I was standing in front of Zane half naked. Heat stained my cheeks and my head snapped up. “I hate you.”
The tips of his fingers airily trailed up my arm. “We both know that’s a lie.”
I smacked his hand away. “And if it is…what are you going to do about it?” I was challenging him. I knew it. He knew it.
Zane didn’t disappoint.
The smugness stretched across his face. He reached out, pulling me up against his chest. “Is this what you had in mind?”
We didn’t have the luxury to explore what could bloom between us—if we were even a possibility. Yes, the physical attraction was explosive, but it took a whole lot more than desire to make a relationship work. Outside the bedroom, I wasn’t sure Zane and I could function. I spent as much time thinking about ways to hurt him as I did ways to get him alone.
Fire snapped in my eyes. Visions of me leaping into his arms and Zane kissing me senseless danced in my head. “Not quite,” I murmured.
“How about this?”
I tried to ignore the cool fingers sliding over my ribs, leaving behind a blissed numbness. My eyes were drawn to his lips. “I never would have taken you for a tease.” I tried pulling back, but his hands were suddenly secured at my hips, keeping me from putting even an inch of space between us.
Wowzers. He smelled so good, like a mix of frost and the ocean breeze. My heartbeat sped, thudding in my ears.
One of his hands slid to the small of my back, and a spark ignited at the touch of skin against skin. His heartbeat quickened with mine. “What makes you think I’m teasing?”
Because he still hadn’t kissed me yet. I raised a brow, outwardly calmer than my insides. “I don’t know. Why do you keep touching me?”
“I want to, even
Breaking out the Windex and Endust, I started to go to work on my room, leaving no spot untouched, all the while singing completely off-key. “ Love is like a bomb, baby, c’mon get it on. Livin’ like a lover with lah lah phone…”
Who actually knew all lyrics word for word? I might not, but when it came to classic rock, I fully committed. Using the bottle of glass cleaner as an imaginary mic, I slid across the floor in my best Tom Cruise Risky Business move. I killed it. “ Pour some sugar on me, ooh, in the name of love. Pour some sugar on me, c’mon fire me up. ”
Warmth spread down my neck. Man, it’s hot in here. Tugging my oversized T-shirt over my head, I spun around in nothing but my bra and locked eyes on Zane.
A shrieked rose up my throat and echoed over the room.
“Don’t stop on my account. You were on a roll,” he said in a deep, amused timber.
My foot slipped on the newly polished hardwood, and my butt cheeks smacked the floor. “Holy hell,” I said, clutching my shirt to my chest. “Are you trying to kill me?”
“Did you just break your butt?”
“No, but I’d like to break yours,” I growled.
Leaning a hip against the wall, his eyes twinkled. “That was quite… I’m not sure what it was, but I don’t think I will ever get it out of my head, although my ears are still ringing.”
I wished I had something else in my hand other than my T-shirt to throw at his head. “Hardy har har. Are you going to help me up or just laugh at me all day?”
He pushed off the wall and lent me a hand. Without hesitating, I placed my hand in his. Electricity shimmered down my arm. There was no denying the attraction, and when I was staring at him, I didn’t care if it was our souls or something more—the pull wasn’t going to let either of us go. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could resist, especially if he kept looking at me like that.
“Nice getup.” His eyes swept down my body. He took a step forward, putting me in the same breathing space as him.
A flush crept over my body, not missing a single part. I glanced down and hissed, completely forgetting I was standing in front of Zane half naked. Heat stained my cheeks and my head snapped up. “I hate you.”
The tips of his fingers airily trailed up my arm. “We both know that’s a lie.”
I smacked his hand away. “And if it is…what are you going to do about it?” I was challenging him. I knew it. He knew it.
Zane didn’t disappoint.
The smugness stretched across his face. He reached out, pulling me up against his chest. “Is this what you had in mind?”
We didn’t have the luxury to explore what could bloom between us—if we were even a possibility. Yes, the physical attraction was explosive, but it took a whole lot more than desire to make a relationship work. Outside the bedroom, I wasn’t sure Zane and I could function. I spent as much time thinking about ways to hurt him as I did ways to get him alone.
Fire snapped in my eyes. Visions of me leaping into his arms and Zane kissing me senseless danced in my head. “Not quite,” I murmured.
“How about this?”
I tried to ignore the cool fingers sliding over my ribs, leaving behind a blissed numbness. My eyes were drawn to his lips. “I never would have taken you for a tease.” I tried pulling back, but his hands were suddenly secured at my hips, keeping me from putting even an inch of space between us.
Wowzers. He smelled so good, like a mix of frost and the ocean breeze. My heartbeat sped, thudding in my ears.
One of his hands slid to the small of my back, and a spark ignited at the touch of skin against skin. His heartbeat quickened with mine. “What makes you think I’m teasing?”
Because he still hadn’t kissed me yet. I raised a brow, outwardly calmer than my insides. “I don’t know. Why do you keep touching me?”
“I want to, even
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