Page 648 of Rock Me All Night
The pain around me fades as I sink into the sensations in my body. His lips are soft. His tongue is aggressive. His arms are hard against mine.
I blink my eyes open and stare back at Pete. "He definitely won't kiss as well as you do."
"You think that's good, just see how well I fuck."
"That's a worse line than mine."
He smiles. "You saying you don't want to?"
"No." I slide my hands through his short, thick hair. "I want to. Soon." My eyes rake over him, slowly. He looks tired. Like he's as worn out as I am. "Have you been as miserable as I have this week?"
He nods. "Yeah."
I stare into his eyes. They're filled with affection. "So that whole thing about not wanting a relationship… not wanting to fall in love. You changed your mind?"
"Getting there."
Okay. He still doesn't know how he feels. Right now, I can live with that. I can live with anything but the sinking feeling that I'm sentencing my dad to death.
"I don't want to think anymore," I say. "Help me stop."
He pulls us to our feet. His eyes lock with mine as he presses his palm flat against my lower back. "You won't even know what day it is."
