Page 60 of Forbidden You

“You are so full of shit.” I peer down at her with a wide grin.

I can see her swallow, and the air between us changes, electrifying, while at the same time, it feels like the walls are closing in around us. Her pouty lips part, her tongue darting out and making them glitter at me.

Fuck, I want to kiss her so bad.

“I’m not.” Her cockiness seems to have vanished and all that is left is an anticipation.

I dip my chin. “Why do you always answer my questions with a detour?”

A playful glint greets me. “Because I like to tease you?”

“Didn’t we agree on no flirting?” I whisper, lowering my head a little.

“Pfft, I threw that rule out the minute you made it.”

“What am I going to do with you, Kayla Lockheart?” I ask, while searching her eyes.

They tempt me every single day when she tells me good morning with a cup of coffee in her hand, even though she doesn’t have to. They tempt me when she steps into my car and the excitement of the roaring engine run through her eyes.

They tempt me when she stares at me, thinking I’m not looking. They tempt me when she lets out a laugh that sounds like music to my ears.

She tempts me by existing and it’s driving me absolutely bonkers.

“I know what you can do to me,” she murmurs through her lashes, her sass returning in his fiery blue irises. “Want me to tell you in your office?”

My breath catches in my throat. I have no clue how long I’ll be able to keep this up. But I manage to pull it together with a grunt.

“Plan the reception, Kayla.” I give her a slight push to put her chair back behind her computer before I get up.

A guffaw comes from her lips, and I give her scowl while I walk to my office.

“One of these days, McKay...” she calls at my back, then adds, “When do you want this party to happen?”

“This Friday.”

“This Friday?” she blurts, indignant. “Motherfuck–”

Her voice drowns out when I close the door behind me, unable to hold in the laugh that sits on my chest before I get to work. Anything to settle the throbbing muscle in my jeans.

Five minutes later.

KAYLA:I don’t remember you being such a bore last summer

BODI:Last summer I thought I was never going to see you again

KAYLA:You’re such a liar.

BODI:Hardly.

KAYLA:Want me to pull up the text messages you sent me before Friendsgiving?

BODI:You still have those?

KAYLA:Fuck yeah I do. I’m saving them like love letters for when our kids are older.

BODI:We’re not having kids.

KAYLA:You’re hurting Oliver’s feelings.

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