Page 63 of Love Collided

Scout

Because you already know I didn’t?

Chase

Because I could see it all over your face when I walked in

Scout

Are you sure you didn’t misread my glare?

Chase

No. I think I’m getting the hang of it. Avoiding me because you’re too turned on by what happened or too mad about what happened?

Every time I thought back to what happened at the motel, heat rushed over me. Even looking at him now, all I could picture was him getting off as he looked at me. Heavy eyes met mine, and I sunk back further into the couch.

Then I remembered what came after that, and how nice he had been to me at my old house. Not only nice, but sweet and supportive. For how much I didn’t like the rich, asshole guy that he could be, I was surprised to find other parts of him weren’t bad.

Not even a little.

Scout

Neither. Maybe I’m thinking of someone else.

He laughed quietly next to me, the rest of the crew bickering about movies now.

Chase

Yeah, that’s why you just looked at me with that hot glare. Want to watch me get off again? Or maybe this time you want to join in?

My thighs tightened, the heat shooting to my core, and I knew I was already getting wet. I couldn’t believe how much the thought of it was already turning me on.

Chase

Do you want to sneak out of here and let me taste you? I could put you up against that hallway and get you off on my mouth again.

Scout

No, I want to watch this movie.

Is this honestly what you’re thinking about?

Chase

Constantly. You taste so fucking good. I’m a starving man over here.

I knew my lips parted, mostly from the shock that this was what he was thinking about me, and that he was so open to saying it.

Chase

Are you rethinking the hallway yet?

Scout

We are not doing anything tonight.

Chase

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