Page 101 of Just a Little White Lie

Oh, this woman. The little vixen. I love it.

My chest rumbles with laughter. “I have to eat breakfast.”

“Food is so overrated,” she whispers with a wicked grin, “but I can probably help you with that too.” Pressing her lips to my ear, she sends rockets of pleasure shooting down my spine. “I’m sure we can come up with some inventive ways to serve your morning meal.”

“Little Minx,” I growl, covering her mouth with mine and sinking into a deep, heady kiss that has me flying.

She runs her hands up my back, curving them over my shoulders and keeping me tight against her. It feels so damn good, and I have no idea how I’m going to leave for work today.

This strong, vibrant, incredible woman has my heart in the palm of her hand. It’s like—

I pull back, sensing a change in her kiss. Brushing my thumb over her sad frown, I murmur, “What is it?”

She blinks, her skin tinging red. “Nothing.”

“Lies.” I draw out the word, putting on a playful scowl.

Her giggle is sweet and endearing. “I’m just wondering how I’m going to fill this day without you. I’m usually busy at school, and now I’ve got two whole weeks ahead of me, and I don’t want to spend one day of it without you.”

“Aw, baby.” I swear my heart is going to melt.

She’s got some kind of power over me, and it’s making my chest pull and twist in pleasant ways. Ways I’ve never experienced before.

I love her.

And I should say it.

Why can’t I say it?

The vulnerable look in her eyes, that warmth and affection. Will it change if I bring out the L-word?

Is it too soon?

We have just slept together, but… I don’t know if she’s ready to hear my big confession. I don’t want to spook her.

She tucks her face into the crook of my neck and nibbles the flesh just above my collarbone.

It makes it really hard to concentrate or form any kind of a sentence.

“I’m only working until three,” I manage. “Then I’m all yours for the rest of the day.”

“Okay,” she murmurs against my skin. “Prepare to be had, Mr. Akana.”

“Not until I’ve had you first.” I jump up, the sudden movement giving her a fright. She yelps and I wriggle my eyebrows, tugging on her wrist until she’s sitting up in all her naked glory. I admire the view with a husky growl before throwing her over my shoulder. “Come on, my little shower bunny.”

Her laughter sings around us, and I walk to the shower, not caring that we’re both completely naked. Luke’s not home, and right now I’m the king of this domain and Lauren is my stunning queen.

We take too long, and I have to rush breakfast. She makes me toast and coffee while I get dressed. I give her crumb-filled kisses, and she’s brushing remnants of wheat bread off my whiskers as I walk out the back door. I pause after starting the car, giving her a lingering kiss through my open window.

“I’ll see you later, Pretty Lady.”

As much as I don’t want to, I reverse out the driveway and watch her standing there in nothing but my oversizedBorn to DanceT-shirt.

It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and trying to drag my eyes away from the rearview mirror and back to the road feels like the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do.

LAUREN

Istand in the driveway until I can’t see Jack’s car anymore, oblivious to the fact that I’m out in the open in nothing but one of Jack’s mammoth T-shirts. It’s long enough, or I’m short enough, for it to be decent, but one gust of wind will expose the fact that I’m naked underneath, and the appearance of my brother pulling into his parking spot makes me hyperaware of it.

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