Page 375 of Breaking the Rules
"Hunter." Her eyes flutter open. "Don't make me do it here."
"Yeah?"
"I don't want to give Wes the satisfaction."
"That's the only reason?"
Her nod is heavy.
It's there, in her eyes.
Right now, she doesn't care about anything but getting me naked.
I pull back and offer Emma my hand.
She takes it as she slides off the counter. "Your place is still a fifteen minute walk?"
I nod.
"You're cruel."
"You prefer the back room?"
Her eyes dart to the door. For a long moment, she considers it. Then she shakes her head. "No. Your place." Her fingers intertwine with mine as she takes a step toward the door. "But walk fast."
* * *
The second Iclose the apartment door, Emma pounces.
She hooks her first two fingers through my belt loop and leads me straight to the bedroom.
She doesn't even glance at the closed office door.
Thank fuck.
This needs to stay a surprise.
No. It doesn't matter how I tell her.
As long as she says yes.
But what I have planned for after—
I'm pretty sure that shit is going to help my chances.
She kicks the bedroom door open and steps backward. "Clothes off."
"You first."
She shakes her head. "You first."
"Baby, you know I love it when you get bossy."
"If you loved it, you'd obey orders."
"Yeah?" I raise a brow.
She laughs and falls back onto the bed. "Clothes. Off." She places her palms on the crimson comforter. Then she lifts one and motionsoff.
