Reckless (Enemies to Lovers 2)

But Rhett.

“I’m glad you came to me. It sucks that it’s because you had a fight with Josie, but I’m glad nonetheless.”

She moves her hand down, taking hold of my wrist. Her eyes drop to my mouth. Her teeth pulls at her bottom lip, making me instantly hard.

“We need to talk about this,” I say, meaning ‘us’.

She nods but waits for me to go on. Her fingers tighten on my side.

“I want more with you, Mia, but I need to talk to Rhett first. It wouldn’t be right for me to act on my feelings for you without talking to him.”

Her tongue darts out, wetting her lips, which makes me want to lean closer so I can taste them for myself.

“Feelings?” she whispers, her cheeks flushing lightly with color.

“Yeah.” I search her face hoping I’m right and that she does want more with me, too.

“So, you care about me, but you’re holding back because of that stupid rule Rhett made when I was eighteen?”

I can hear that she wants to argue about the rule, so I quickly explain, “He threatened to kill us if any of us so much as thought about touching you. But I’m not holding back because of the rule, Mia. I need to talk to him because it’s the right thing to do. He’s a huge part of both our lives. We owe him a heads up before we take this further.”

She pulls my hand holding the pack away from her face, and I’m relieved to see that it already looks better.

“Just to make sure I understand,” she whispers as she brings her hand up to my shoulder. “You feel this too?”

“I feel it too,” I say, smiling. I’m glad that’s out there now. “I don’t want to be just your friend, Mia. I want you. I want to fucking kiss you so badly it’s taking all my strength to hold back.”

“You’re not allowed to touch me, but Rhett never told me to stay away from any of you.”

I frown not following her.

“Which means I’m allowed to touch you,” she spells it out for me.

My smile grows, and I should tell her that we still need to talk to Rhett first, but then she leans forward and presses her mouth to my jaw. She brings her hands to my neck and lets out a soft groan when her fingers press lightly against my skin. With her lips, she leaves a scorching trail to my chin, then down my neck, and only stopping when she’s blocked by my shirt.

“Mia,” I warn her, my voice low with need.

“Shh.” It’s barely a sound as she takes hold of my shirt and pulls it over my head.

“You came here upset. I don’t want you to regret anything tomorrow.”

She pushes against me until I take a step back, then she slides off the counter. Taking hold of my hand, she pulls me to the bedroom.

I’m just about to stop whatever she has in mind when she turns to me and says, “Let me sleep by you, Logan. Let me touch you. I won’t push for more. I respect the fact that you want to talk to Rhett first, but I need this. I need to be here with you. I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but it’s what I want. I’ve wanted it for so long, and finally knowing that you feel the same way about me… I don’t have it in me to wait a second longer.”

I love how honest she is, never afraid to speak her mi

nd.

When she takes her shirt off, I groan out loud. I’m going to be hard as fuck all night long. She has an alluring smile playing around her lips as she shoves her shorts down.

I let my eyes slowly move down her body, taking in every inch of bare skin, and that’s when it sinks in. Mia feels the same. She wants more between us.

When her hands drop to my jeans, I bring my hand up to her face. I feel her breath on my chest while her fingers work to get the zip down.

I let her push the jeans down my legs and step out of them. I tell myself as long as I don’t kiss her or take her the way I’m burning to take her, we’re not crossing any lines.

I frame her face with my hands and lean down until I can feel her breath on my lips. With my thumbs, I trace the line of her lips, mesmerized by how soft they are.