Page 159 of Breaking the Rules
"I've done your bidding."
"Only when you want to. And how you want to. You… you basically tricked me into acing my test."
"Offered you a deal."
"If anything, I've done your bidding."
He shakes his head.
"Okay, I haven't. I… no one makes me do anything either." Not even myself.
I bite my lip. Press my palms into my thighs.
I want to touch him. He's right there. And he's staring at me with all this pride.
God, it's intoxicating.
His fingers brush the back of my hand. My forearm. My shoulder. "Like what?"
"Hunter." I swallow hard.
His hand cups my cheek.
My eyelids flutter together. "Why are you so over-protective? You barely know me."
"I know you."
"A little."
"Because you don't let me in."
"You don't either."
He moves closer. "I want to know you, Em. I want in your head."
"I want that too." I lean into his touch. Soak up the softness of it. The hardness of his calloused fingertips.
He brushes a stray hair behind my ear.
He stares down at me.
My eyelids flutter closed.
I rise to my tiptoes.
Press my lips to his.
It's soft. A hint of a kiss.
Then it's more.
His lips close around my bottom lip.
His fingers skim my jawline.
His need pours into me.
There's so much neither one of us has said.
