That First Date (Firsts in the City #2)

by Jenn McMahon

It’s like it wasn’t meant for me to have the pork roll, egg and cheese goodness. If you try to tell me it’s Taylor Ham, I will fight you because I’m not in the mood today.

Bringing her face between my hands and forcing her to look me in the eyes, I crash my mouth to hers with more force than intended. Enough to show her that she’s delusional if she thinks she isn’t mine for real after this. I pull away from the kiss, hovering close to her lips. “I’ll have you know, Princess.” I kiss her again with a quick peck. “That was not me fucking you like I hate you.” “Then what the hell was that, Marcus?” “That was me making you mine.” I scoop her naked body in my arms to head to the bedroom and she lets out a squeal. “I’m not done with you, yet. And I won’t be done until you realize this isn’t fake anymore.”

There’s something there. Something big and soul consuming. I want him, with every fiber of my being. I want to open up to him and let him in completely. Break down every single wall I’ve spent my entire life building up. But that all scares the shit out of me.