Caught Stealing (Leighton U, #2)

by C.E. Ricci

“Were you hooking up with someone, then?” His eyes shift to me. “Yeah, Hold. I took a page straight from your playbook and let someone get on their knees for me in the upstairs bathroom with a bunch of other people right outside. Best blowjob of my life; the scent of weed and stale beer truly was the best kind of aphrodisiac. I get why you enjoy it now. Ten outta ten, highly recommend.”

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

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