Page 116 of Say Yes to the Nemesis
“Ryan, we have to stop.”
“I will. In a minute.”
But he doesn’t stop. His mouth works its way down to my collarbone, and I tip my head back to give him better access. One of his hands slides up to cup my breast through the thin fabric of my dress.
His thumb brushes over my nipple and every part of me locks up like a live wire. I shouldn’t want this. I shouldn’t need this. But I feel like I’ve been starved of touch my whole life and suddenly he’s the only thing that feels real.
I bite my lip to keep from crying out, but a whimper escapes anyway. The sound seems to snap something in him because suddenly his mouth is back on mine, more urgent than before.
“I want to take you home,” he says against my lips. “I want to strip you naked and spend hours learning every inch of your body.”
The image his words paint makes my knees weak. “Ryan…”
“I want to make you come so many times you forget your own name.”
“Stop.”
“I want to wake up with you in my arms every morning.”
“Stop,” I say again, but there’s no conviction in it.
He pulls back to look at me, his eyes dark with desire and something deeper. Something that makes my chest tight.
“This isn’t just… I’m not screwing around. Not with you.”
“What is it then?”
He’s quiet for a moment, his forehead resting against mine. “I don’t know. But it’s more.”
The words hang between us, heavy with possibility and terror. Because more means complications. More means risk. More means the possibility of getting my heart shattered into a million pieces.
A loud bang echoes from somewhere in the house, followed by shouting. The emergency lighting must have finally kicked in because I can see a faint glow under the door.
“They’ll be looking for us,” I whisper.
Ryan nods but doesn’t step away. “Probably.”
“We should go back.”
“Probably.”
Neither one of us moves. We just stand there, breathing hard, staring at each other in the dim light from my phone on the floor.
“This is crazy,” I say finally.
“I know.”
“We’re going to get caught.”
“I know.”
“Jay will kill you.”
“I know.”
“And then Elena will kill both of us.”
He smiles at that, the first real smile I’ve seen from him all day. “Worth it.”
