Page 77 of Play It Sinful

I glace at Sean again and find him staring at my mouth as if in a trance. His eyes are hooded, and they’re shining with desire.Oh my God. How can I keep stuffing my face when he’s looking at me like that?

I break off a piece of the donut and press it against his lips. “Eat.”

He opens his mouth, but he takes more than a bite of donut. My fingers disappear into his lips too. I never realized how sexy feeding your partner is. My breathing is shallow, and there’s a familiar throbbing between my legs. I pull my fingers back before I do some foolish.

“What do you think?” I ask.

“Pretty good.” He leans closer and whispers in my ear. “Not as delicious as your pussy though.”

I press my palm against his chest and push him back. “Sean! You can’t say stuff like that to me when I’m about to socialize with strangers.”

He grins in a sheepish way. “Sorry. Now finish your treat and let’s go. You’ve stalled plenty, babe.”

I stick my tongue out at Sean but do finish my donut fast. I want to get this over with so I can have my other treat of the evening:him.

Sean’s presence stopped the panic attack from growing, but I’m still nervous. Imagine crashing and burning in front of him. He’s been so sweet and supportive, I couldn’t let him notice. But after talking to a few people perusing the expo, I begin to relax. People seem to like what I painted—a series of fantasy landscapes. Sean hangs back and lets me do my thing.

I lose track of time, but when I realize I haven’t seen him in about a half hour, I seek him out. He didn’t stray far. I find him talking to Darren and Ryder.

Deciding I need a break from talking to strangers, I walk over. Sean smiles brightly when he notices me, and I know I should chastise him for being so transparent, but I don’t have the heart to do it.

“Hey, guys. I’m surprised to see you here,” I say.

“Why? Because we’re jocks?” Sean quirks a brow.

“Uh.. yeah.”

“I came with Blair. She’s here somewhere,” Ryder replies.

“Oh, I saw her earlier. She even taking one of my paintings.”

“I didn’t know they were for sale,” Darren pipes up.

“Technically they aren’t. Those paintings are for my course, but Blair fell in love with a piece, so I told her she could have it after the semester is done.”

“That’s my sister, all right. Never takes no for an answer.” Ryder sips his drink.

“I didn’t know they were serving alcohol here.” I point at his glass.

“It’s just club soda.” He shrugs.

“Are you coming to The Heritage later, Ash?” Darren asks.

“Uh... I don’t know yet.” I hold Sean’s stare. We didn’t make any plans for after the expo, but I was hoping we’d go back to my dorm room.

“Maybe one drink to celebrate tonight’s success.” He winks at me.

Ryder shakes his head. “You guys are so obvious.”

Oh shit. I totally forgot Ryder isn’t in the know.

“What are you talking about?” I fake confusion.

He looks at his phone. “Never mind. It’s not my business anyway.”

“Damn straight, it isn’t,” Sean retorts.

Ryder narrows his eyes but then shrugs it off. I guess he figured this topic isn’t worth an argument. “By the way, you’llbe happy to know our issue with the football team has been resolved.”

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