Page 174 of Sincerely, Your Enemy

“Almost there,” I text him as I’m walking to the entrance of the club. Two big men stand at the door next to a sign that says, “Private Event. Invitation Only.”

The music inside the club is so loud the building can’t contain it, and I have to give my name to the bouncers twice for them to hear me.

I know this is going to be more of a “stop by and say hi” situation for me from the moment they let me inside the club. The place is packed—or maybe it’s just too small to hold an entire basketball team. Either way, the past week has taken a toll on me, and all I really want is my head on a pillow. It’s also ridiculously hot in here, and the music is deafening.

Flashing neon lights dance across the room as I edge my way through the crowd, scanning the area for TJ. He said he was waiting for me by the entrance of the?—

I let out a yelp when strong arms wrap around my waist from behind, and my boyfriend’s cologne fills my nostrils.

“There she is. How are you doing, beautiful?” The warmth of his breath fans the side of my neck, and I shiver.

I don’t even have time to say hi before he’s grabbing my wrist and dragging me through the crowd with him.

“Where are we going?” I say in between laughter, and TJ responds by throwing a door labeled Coat Check open and pulling me inside.

His lips are on mine before I can blink, his hands flying to my face as he presses me into the wall almost violently.

My shoulders unwind at his touch, the worries weighing me down dissolving with every stroke of his tongue against mine.

This. This is what I needed.

“Showing up an hour late, huh? Were youtryingto drive me fucking crazy? I missed you so much I think I saw your face in my drink earlier.”

A laugh rips from my throat. “I see someone’s been taking advantage of the open bar.”

I can tell from his body language that he’s had a few. He’s relaxed, his movements are unsteady, and he has that big dopey smile that makes my heart melt on his face.

He smirks, sticking his hands up in the air. “I’m innocent, Your Honor.”

I smile. “Well, I’m sorry, sir, but it seems to me like you are guilty of enjoying yourself.”

His mouth crashes down on mine again, and he groans when I push my lower body to his. I can feel his rock-hard erection prodding my stomach.

“You been having fun with the guys?” I ask when we separate for air.

“Sure. Now I want to have fun with my girl.”

Heat rises to my cheeks. “Your girl, huh?”

I love hearing him say that.

“I’m sorry, I meantfuture wife.”

His mouth descends to my throat, and he starts to devour every inch of the skin on my neck. I’m not sure I’ll be able to think clearly if he keeps this up.

I swat his shoulder with a giggle. “Here? Anyone could walk in.”

“Don’t worry, I bribed the coat check girl to take herself on a walk. And locked the door.”

That only makes me laugh harder. “Wow, you’ve really thought of everything, haven’t you?”

He wiggles his eyebrows. “What can I say? Basketball taught me to always have a game plan.”

My laughter is drowned out by another one of his hot kisses, and I allow myself to live in the moment, letting him kiss each of my troubles away for one night.

“You have no idea how much I’ve dreamed about fucking you today,” he rasps against my mouth, directing his hand between my legs.

That’s when a loud bang rattles the door.

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