Page 50 of Break My Heart
‘I thought it was better than that. And I don’t remember it being that fast. I knew it was quick, but not quick enough that you barely remember it.’
I shrug. ‘It’s nothing personal. And maybe it wasn’t that fast. I don’t have the best memory.’
The room is silent a moment, the only sound the low rumble of the crowd below us in the bar. It’s midnight. I should go, but I don’t want to. I’m having fun tonight and I’m not ready to leave.
Sawyer looks over at me. ‘Maybe we should try again.’
‘Try what?’
‘The kiss. Give me another shot at it.’
My pulse races and I notice my breath speeding up.
‘I’m sure you’ve improved,’ I say with a nervous laugh.
‘Let me prove it.’
‘Is this a competition?’
‘No, just a kiss, to make up for the shitty one I gave you when we were seven. I’m kind of pissed at myself for screwing up your first kiss.’
‘It really wasn’t that bad. It was just really fast.’
‘I’ll slow down this time.’
‘Sawyer, c’mon,’ I say, followed by another nervous laugh. ‘Let’s go clean up the dishes.’
‘The dishes can wait.’ He moves over on the couch so he’s right beside me. ‘Just one kiss. That’s all I’m asking for.’
My eyes meet up with his. ‘To make up for the one you gave me when we were kids.’
‘Exactly. A make-up kiss. That’s all it is.’
‘Okay.’ I lean toward him and close my eyes. ‘Go ahead.’
‘I can’t now. It’s too forced.’
I open my eyes and see him sitting back on the couch.
‘Wait, so you’re not going to kiss me?’ I ask, getting angry. I really wanted that kiss. Was this all just some joke to see if I’d let him do it?
‘The timing’s off. We’ll try it some other time.’
‘There isn’t going to be another time. It’s now or never.’
‘Just forget it. It was a dumb idea. I’ll go clean this up.’ He reaches for the tray of apple pastries.
I shove him back and climb onto his lap. ‘Sawyer Kanfield, you owe me a damn kiss! Now hurry up and do it!’
‘When you’re yelling at me? Not gonna happen. The mood’s all wrong.’
‘Oh my God.’ I throw my hands up. ‘I’m seriously going to kill you! You get me all worked up for this stupid kiss and then—’
His mouth goes to mine, silencing me and replacing my anger with desire and heat and a need like I’ve never felt before. I don’t know if it’s because it’s been so long since I’ve been with a guy or if Sawyer just sparks something in me no other man has, but whatever the reason, it’s making me want to rip his clothes off.
A low groan rumbles through his chest as I grind my hips into his lap. He grabs my ass as his tongue moves over mine in a way that proves his kissing skills have definitely improved. In fact, this might be the best kiss I’ve ever had.
My hands run down his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath. Sawyer’s hands are still on my ass and he pulls me closer, until I can feel what I’m doing to him. It fuels my desire and makes me want more. I go to undo his belt and hear a knock on the door.
