Page 97 of Joker in the Pack

He grinned at me. “Looking after you.”

How could he be so flippant? Didn’t he understand how much he hurt me last night? I couldn’t stay near him, but when I stomped off into the living room, he came right after me.

“Shit. I said something else wrong, didn’t I?”

A tear rolled down my cheek, and he wiped it away with his thumb then rested his forehead against mine.

“I’ve never felt like this before,” I confessed.

“Babe, you don’t know me. I’m not the man you think.”

“Then why don’t you show me who you are?”

“Fuck. I shouldn’t be doing this.”

He leaned down and kissed me, softly at first, but within seconds his tongue tangled with mine as we grabbed at each other with a fervour that bordered on desperation. Fire burned through my veins, and only one thing could extinguish the heat.

Okay, make that two things. The piercing wolf whistle that came from outside had the same effect as a bucket of cold water.

I looked up like a guilty teenager, only to see Spike grinning at us through the window. Nye scowled as his friend gave us a round of applause.

“Steel toecaps, mate, that’s what you need,” he shouted through the glass, no doubt referring to his earlier comment about treading on toes.

“Shit, Liv, I lose my mind around you.”

Guilt clouded Nye’s eyes, and my heart sank. He was going to tell me the kiss was a mistake, wasn’t he? That it shouldn’t have happened. I hastily attempted to build a wall around my fragile heart, but every time I picked up a brick, it crumbled.

“But I like it when you lose your mind.”

“Really? If Spike had turned up five minutes later, I’d have had you stripped naked and bent over the couch. I wasn’t thinking.”

Holy cannoli!

I cupped his cheek with my hand, and he clutched my wrist, holding me to him.

“Don’t be angry. Neither of us was thinking.”

“You’re too good to be on display like some cheap trash.” His face softened. “Liv, your pulse has gone crazy.”

“I’m waiting for the bit where you tell me you don’t want me again,” I whispered.

He pressed his lips against my forehead. “It was hard enough the first time. Saying it again would kill me.”

The fear faded away, and as I melted against him, I felt his heart beating every bit as wildly as mine.

“So what do we do now?”

“I have no idea. This is uncharted territory for me,” he said.

“I’ve always told myself I should explore new things.”

Nye’s cock twitched against my hip, and he groaned. “Babe, you can’t say that right now.”

Another twitch. Actually, more of a vibration. “I think your phone’s ringing.”

“I know. I’m ignoring it.”

“But it could be important.”

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