Page 38 of Shameless With Him

“A little bit of what?” I asked, but then I couldn’t think at all. Because his lips were on mine, and I was holding back a groan. He slid his hands around me before he cupped my ass, bringing me closer to him. I could feel the long, hard line of his erection as I ground into him like a wanton hussy. And I loved it. I didn’t care that I was probably making enough noise to wake up hell, or my mother, all that mattered was that I needed Caleb’s mouth on mine, his taste mingled with mine.

I pushed my hands through his hair, and he growled, lifting me up ever so slightly. And when he gripped me harder and picked me up, he slid my butt right onto the counter.

“You have to stop,” I whispered, but he didn’t. Instead, he started licking down my neck, kissing, nibbling, and I spread my legs for him so he could settle between them. He ground himself against me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him, holding him. I wanted him right then and there, even though we hadn’t talked, and this sure as hell wasn’t part of my non-existent plan.

But before I could do anything, before I could make another mistake, a knock on the door froze us both.

“Lacey? Is Caleb with you? No, that’d be crazy. He wouldn’t be with you in a bathroom all alone when we’re in the middle of planning my wedding, would he?”

“I’ll be right out, Lace.”

“You’d better be. Do not ruin this, Zoey.”

My sister stomped off, and I winced, resting my head against Caleb’s chest.

“Oh my God, why did we just do that?” I groaned.

“Because it was really fucking hot?” Caleb asked, and I punched him gently in the chest.

“Why isn’t there a window big enough in this bathroom for me to crawl out of?”

“Well, first, you’re on the second floor, and that would probably hurt.”

“Oh, no, I would survive. Lacey’s perfect wedding plans wouldn’t allow me to die.”

“How about being in a cast or horribly bruised for her wedding photos?”

“Okay, you got me there. But, seriously, what were we thinking?”

“I don’t think we were thinking at all,” he said, and I could hear the honesty in his voice.

“What are we doing?”

“I have no earthly idea. But I’m kind of enjoying figuring it out.” He kissed me again, this time softly, slowly, but I held my hands back, gripping the edge of the counter instead of him. Because I knew if I put my hands on him, I wouldn’t stop, even if we were in the worst possible place for anything to be happening.

Then he kissed the tip of my nose and walked out of the bathroom, adjusting himself as he did.

That was hot. And kind of mortifying. Because Lacey stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, and her eyes narrowed.

I hopped off the bathroom counter and quickly righted my clothing.

“Hey, I’ll be right out.”

“You know what, don’t bother. I’m sure it was a long enough day for you already if you’ve gone and lost your senses like this.”

I turned to her, my eyes wide. “I thought you wanted me to spend time with Caleb.”

Not exactly the words I was thinking, but they were the truth. My sister had been the matchmaker at first, after all. What had changed?

“For you to be cute and sweet with each other. Not paw at each other and practically have sex in Mom’s bathroom. Thankfully, she’s outside on the phone with Dad, talking about something. Seriously, do not ruin this, Zoey. This is my wedding. This is supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Don’t make it about you.” Lacey stomped off again, and I just stood there staring at her retreating form, blinking.

What in the ever-loving hell? Since when had I made anything about me?

I fisted my hands at my sides and tried to control my breathing.

I loved my sister. Lacey was a huge part of me. I honestly didn’t know who I was without her. But I still could not believe that she had just said those words.

Shame crawled over me because, yes, this hadn’t been the place for what Caleb and I had done, and I shouldn’t have kissed him or let him kiss me. But I hadn’t thought my sister’s words could hurt this much.

I slunk out of the bathroom, all heat and emotion from before wiped away with one quick, cruel sentence. I grabbed my bag and my phone and my tablet from the table and hurried out to my car. Caleb was long gone, and I was grateful for that. I didn’t know what I would say when I saw him again.

What I would do.

Because I couldn’t ruin things with my family, and I couldn’t ruin things with Caleb.

I just hadn’t known that my title and place in my family had become this.

The one who ruined.

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