Page 174 of Exes and Oh Hell No

I take in everything.

The way she’s biting her lip.

The way her chest rises and falls too fast.

The way her thighs press together like she’s already wrecked before I even touch her.

Like she’s been waiting for me to find her.

Like she wantedthis.

I tilt my head, slow and controlled. "Are you hiding from me, baby?"

Her smirk is instant.

Fucking brat.

“Maybe,” she whispers, voice teasing.

Sweet and full of trouble.

I step forward.

She doesn’t move.

I take another step.

She inhales sharply, her eyes flicking to my mouth, then back up, locking with mine.

I see it.

That flicker of anticipation.

The way she’s already trembling.

The way her body knows exactly what’s coming next.

I smirk. “That’s cute,” I murmur, leaning over and dragging my fingers up her bare thigh.

She shivers.

“Thinking you could hide from me.”

Her breath catches.

I grip her jaw, tilting her face up, forcing her to meet my gaze. “You knew I’d find you,” I murmur, my voice low, dark, and dangerous.

She licks her lips.

“Did I?”

Fucking brat.

I exhale slowly, tightening my grip on her thigh.

“You wanted this, baby,” I murmur, dragging my nose along her jaw. “Didn’t you?”

She doesn’t answer.

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