Page 317 of The Sinner: James

My eyes are still rooted to his lips.

“How could you possibly tell?” I ask, shifting my gaze to his eyes.

“I would’ve known the first time I touched you.”

“How can you be so sure you’ll touch me?” I ask, unable to suppress a smile.

Laughter rocks his chest, his eyes flooded with light.

Spellbound, I drink him in, still having a hard time believing that we are in the same space, breathing the same air, and taking a shot at recreating ‘us’.

“Is that even a question?” he tosses at me.

I look away for a moment.

“You know everything about me, don’t you?”

I shift my gaze to him, meeting his eyes again.

“I know a lot,” he says in a softer voice. “But there are parts of you I still want to uncover.”

His voice is warm and smooth, like honey.

“If you allow me,” he says seriously this time, a loving smile curving his lips.

Shifting in my seat, I lean to him and slide a hand up his neck while cupping his face with the other.

He slows down the car and lets it roll as I gently kiss his lips.

“Try not to disappoint me, James,” I say, his eyes locked with mine.

“I won’t,” he says seriously.

I pull away from him, and the car picks up speed again, silence keeping us company for a while.

As we get closer to downtown, he shoots me a sultry glance, blowing out the smoke, a naughty smile gleaming in his eyes.

“Can’t you think of something else for a moment?” I toss at him, frustrated.

His quiet chuckle makes me hot.

“No, I can’t,” he says.

I bite my lip to stifle a grin.

“So you’re practically a virgin?” he says.

I laugh, amused.

“Why did I have to tell you?”

“Don’t worry, babe. You’re not going to be for long,” he says cockily.

“You’re such a jerk.”

Smiling, I wave him off and look away.

We swivel our heads as we drive past homes with ‘For Sale’ signs in the front yard.

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