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“Rose and I are going to kill each other five feet out the door.”
“On the bright side,” Connor says, “Emma Frost doesn’t have a weapon.” He unfurls the whip and snaps it in the air. “That could’ve been your ass.” “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” I banter.
They get off by talking more than they do by fooling around—it’s kind of nuts.
Lily and I break our gazes at the same time, and the moment I see Rose, my jaw just fucking drops. I laugh. “Damn, Rose.”
Connor hasn’t said a word, but I read the expression on his face really well this time. His eyes graze every inch of her, full of lust, like he’s saving the image for later. Might as well. Who knows when Rose will be comfortable enough to have sex?
I rub her back and realize that Rose has her arms wrapped around Connor’s neck. One of his hands dips to her ass, and she lets it sit there.
minute they’re fighting. The next minute, they’re like this. I can’t keep up.
“I’m waiting until I’m ready and with someone I love,” she refutes. “I’m not even sure I want to be married. And Connor wouldn’t propose just so he can have sex with me.”
She mouths, what? Her gaze falls to the zipper on my jeans, and she blushes on cue.
