“Hun, you okay? You don’t look so well?” Jake asked.
“Yes, fine.” I smiled weakly, but I needed to get out of this situation and stat.
I rushed off to the bathroom, burying my head in my hands as I sat in the stall.
What the fuck? Be cool, Pepper. Be cool.
Jake loves you. He is here for you. Focus on that. Focus on him even though he seemed less interested in me and more interested in Francesca’s huge basketballs.
He’s a guy. All guys like boobs. I pushed away the thought. You’re only feeling like this because Connor’s here.
Black polished shoes stopped in front of the stall.Connor.
“Let me in, Pepper.”
Oh my.
“Connor?” I stood, unlocking the door.
He quickly pushed me inside and locked the door behind him.
“What are you doing? Francesca could walk in here at any moment.”
“I came to see if you’re okay.”
I stared at him. The intensity in his eyes changed from sky blue to dark indigo. He stood over me, so close I could see the pulse in his neck pounding.
“I’m fine,” I admitted, trying to step away from him but hitting the back of the toilet seat. He’d cornered me, and now I couldn’t breathe.
“He’s no good for you, Pepper.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me.”
I blinked, unsure I heard him correctly. “You have no right to tell me that.”
He pushed a hair behind my ear, tilting my face up to meet his. “Does he make you scream like I do? Does he know every part of your body like I do?”
I exhaled, breathing out. “Connor… please.”
He lowered his head to mine. “Can he make you wet with just one kiss?”
“Connor,” I whispered. I trailed his face with my hand, and he squeezed his eyes closed. “Can she make you feel like I can?”
Suddenly, he opened his eyes. “Not even close.” He slammed his lips on mine, his chest and arms enveloping me in an intoxicatingly forbidden kiss.
I opened my mouth for him without hesitation, wanting him like he needed me. Warmth pooled between my legs as he gripped my waist tightly, his fingers dragging to the front of my navel. I inhaled sharply.
Fuck! I was that other woman, the woman I swore I could never be.
I pulled away sharply. “Connor, we can’t,” I said breathlessly.
Shocked, he took me in, then took in his surroundings. Had he just realized what we’d done? He was engaged, for fuck’s sake.
He growled. “Fuck, I shouldn’t have done that.”
“No, you shouldn’t have,” I admitted, my body completely betraying me and leaning into him. But I was angry, so angry at him.