Caught Stealing (Leighton U, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

“Thanks, Nix,” Holden says, going as far as patting me on the shoulder when he passes by. “You’re really a lifesaver.” “I’m about to be a life-ender if you touch me again,” I mutter low enough for only his ears.

None of it feels right because he’s not the person I want to be kissing. Because he’s not his best friend.

“Why are you doing this?” I whisper. “Because it’s all I can think about anymore.” His attention drifts from my eyes back to my lips. “You’re all I think about. And I can’t do anything to stop it.”

“Don’t you dare,” he whispers harshly while tightening his hold on my hip. “You’re not ending this now. I’m not fucking done with you.” Then he crashes his mouth back to mine, and I drown all over again.

God, he’s beautiful. Beautiful and finally fucking mine. “I want both,” he finally says slowly, fingers dancing down my bicep. “I want you to drive me to the brink of insanity only to stop and let me return the favor.”

“You have to stop looking at me like that.” My eyes follow the lines and planes of his face as I murmur, “I wish I knew how.”

I’m going to Hell for this. But fuck, the road to Hell has never tasted so sweet.

“Then claim me. Own me. And if the jersey isn’t enough, feel free to mark every inch of my body with your cum.”

“I’m yours, Nix. Always. You have to know that. So choose you, baby. ‘Cause I’m choosing you too.”