Page 41 of The Heart

My teammate currently has her legs wrapped around Luke’s waist. His shirtless chest is pinning her against the wall, his mouth devouring hers as his pelvis thrusts slowly against her.

I stare for longer than I should, because… well,fuck.

He raises her arms above her head, her fingers still clutched around her weapon. I’m so caught up with watching his tongue disappearing into her mouth that I nearly miss how his fingers are slowly climbing up her arm, reaching for her weapon.

“Hey! Quit fraternizing with the enemy!” I shout, quickly raising my weapon and nailing Luke in the side of the neck with a single bullet.

It’s then that Leena realizes how close she got to losing her weapon. She glares back at Luke, grabbing his face and leaning in close.

“You fucking played me,” she seethes against his mouth, then drops her legs back down. She picks up the ammo at his feet then quickly makes her way over to me. I tuck her behind my back, and we both glare as the man walks past us, smirking and readjusting his dick in his pants as he makes his way back to the starting zone in the entryway.

I holster my weapon, because yes, of course we bought holsters for our Nerf guns, then quickly turn to face Leena.

I cup her perfect face in my hands and stare down into her dark eyes, studying every inch of her face in my mock search for injuries.

“Are you okay?” I breathe. My voice husky from the toll it takes to get through this goddamn house while it’s a maze of string.

“I’m okay.” She shakes her head, and I know why her voice is breathless.

I saw it.

I don’t think I could ever unsee it.

She slowly smiles, and we both chuckle over how seriously we’ve all been taking this game. Too seriously, maybe.

I honestly don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun in my entire fucking life.

And… I realize I’m still staring at her, my bottom lip pinched between my teeth. I must have a death wish, because my thumbs are brushing over her soft face just below the black lines she let me smear across her cheeks earlier.

I look at her perfect lips, red from Luke’s kiss.

Luke’s kiss.Not mine.

I would make sure those lips were fucking swollen.

The thought catches me off guard.

This woman is…fuck.I don’t have a word for it. Ican’thave a word for it. Because the only sentiment I’m allowed to fill in for what I’m feeling for her, is “off-limits.”

So I let her go.

I step back, but her eyes don’t leave mine, which leaves me… confused.Why is she looking at me like this?

Shecan’tlook at me like this. We can’t–

Something in the living room shatters.

I quickly draw my weapon, shaking my head to clear whatever the fuck that was, and the two of us step easily through the string, having memorized its location at this point.

When we reach the living room, I drop my Nerf gun, nearly convulsing with laughter. So is Luke, and it’s not long before Leena is too.

Sebastian is lying on the floor covered in books, the empty shelving unit leaning precariously over him, a vase shattered by his feet.

Clearly, he didn’t step high enough over the string.

He looks a little dazed, but soon enough, he’s laughing too.

A moment later, once we’ve pulled our shit together, I glance at Leena. She gives me a little nod, both of us knowing that this is our chance.

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