Page 46 of Five Alarm Kiss

He laughed. “Glad you think so, but I’ll see your house sometime, Princess. Mark my words.” He leaned down, his mouth so close to her ear, she felt his warm breath against it when he promised, “And someday, I’ll see your bedroom too.”

After dropping that nuclear bomb, Jake casually closed the car door, leaving her sputtering inside, stunned, and wet.

Chapter Twelve

Laurel replayed Jake’s words the entire drive home. He’d been so confident she’d invite him into her bedroom. It bordered on arrogance, really. She’d never dealt with someone who was so cocky and self-assured. Yet, despite how much she probably should be offended by a statement like that, she was also flattered someone like him wanted to sleep with her.

Maybe he wants to sleep with every girl he meets.

That was a distinct possibility, she realized with a frown. She unlocked the door to her apartment and went inside. Truly, how many women would turn him down? Not many, if any at all. Heck, even she’d basically—okay, literally—begged him to kiss her.

Groaning, she tossed her purse onto the table in her small kitchen. Why had she done that? She’d never imagined herself capable of doing something so brazen. Yet, one touch of his lips, and her common sense had flown out the window.

Ugh.She needed to be careful. Jake seemed capable of lowering her inhibitions faster than three shots of tequila.

Pulling her phone out of her purse, she powered it up. She’d turned it off before the date because she felt it was disrespectfulto text or take calls when you should be concentrating on the person you were with instead.

Not three seconds passed before a barrage of chimes rang out, signaling multiple texts. Before she even looked, she knew who they were from.

Britt

Yay! You went inside!

Britt

Is he as hot as I remembered?

Britt

Make sure to kiss him goodnight!

Laurel’s entire body flushed at the memory of exactly how thoroughly she’d been kissed.

Britt

Call me when you get home.

Wow.She’d never realized what an over-emoji user Britt was before, until she’d seen her messages back-to-back. The girl needed a twelve-step program.

Skye

Britt told me you almost chickened out. You know I would’ve smacked you, right?

Britt

Are you home yet?

Skye

Call me when you get home.

Britt

You’d better not go to sleep before you call me!

Skye

Are you going to your house or going home with him?

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