Yes.

I text back quickly, not even thinking about it.

It was agony, sitting in the living room with Lorena right across from me. Wearing tight-fitting black jeans that hugged onto those thick luscious thighs, her legs pressed together, as if urging me to reach forward and grind my hand down between them, and squeeze, press, pleasure until she was shivering and quaking again.

But it was her face that really undid me.

Looking at me like she felt the exact way I do. Like she could feel it all ready to burst out of me. All I wanted was to hold her, to kiss her, to ask her father’s blessing right there.

I can’t imagine a life without Lorena.

She walks across the street, wringing her hands.

The way she moves those hips has me almost watering at the mouth, my hunger alive, my gaze fixed on her completely. She moves around to the passenger side and climbs in.

Instinctively I lean forward to kiss her, but she raises her hand, leaning back as she lets out a soft whimpering noise.

“I want to. But not here.”

“You’re right. You’re just so irresistible. How long have you got?”

She laughs softly, the most gorgeously musical sound.

“However long I want. I’m not a little kid. I told them I was heading out.”

“Then let me take you somewhere.”

“Where?”

“Anywhere,” I say passionately. “I can’t believe I never knew you and Jamie weren’t in a relationship. I can’t believe I never knew it was just a rumor.”

“I assumed you knew,” she murmurs.

I shake my head.

“So when we did… what we did…”

I smirk at her shy tone of voice, at how she turns her gaze down.

“You thought I’d been in a relationship with Jamie,” she asks tentatively.

“Yes. Which makes me a piece of shit. But I couldn’t stop, Lori. You’re so beautiful. So sexy. So funny and kind and intelligent, and I can’t stop thinking about you. That’s the truth. I’ve tried. I have. But I can’t.”

“Drive, Lukas,” she murmurs. “Take me somewhere we can kiss.”

I’ve never put my car into gear faster. I speed away from the sidewalk as quickly as the law will allow, leaving her neighborhood and scanning the surrounding streets and alleyways.

My woman deserves so much more than for me to pull up behind a convenience store, the parking lot dead, but my whole body is thrumming with my desire to kiss her.

I turn and lean in. She meets me halfway and the lust explodes between us. She opens her mouth and leads the kiss this time, as I growl and she moans through the press of our lips.

But I have to pull away, drawing in jagged breaths.

“I’m sorry,” I say. “But if I keep going, I won’t be able to resist you, Lori.”

“Really?” she murmurs.

I smirk. “Really.”

“I thought you were mad I was a virgin.”

I wince as I think back to my reaction at the laundromat, the way I closed off. But I had to close myself off. It was either that or tell her about all the insane urges bubbling up inside of me, and I knew that would send her running as fast as she could possibly run.

“Not even close,” I snarl. “I don’t care that you’re a virgin.”

“Are you serious?” she says, doubt brimming in her voice. “From the way you reacted before…”

“I swear I don’t care,” I say, which is a half-truth.

I do care. I care too much and she’d think I was crazy if I told her just how bad it makes me want her. If I told her that her being a virgin floods my body with primal and possessive fire.

“I thought you wanted a quickie in the laundromat,” she murmurs. “But that’s not exactly how I’ve imagined my first time, you know?”

“I know. You deserve better. I’ll give you better.”

Her lips turn down into a frown. “I want that so freaking badly. But what about…”

“I know.” I let out a sigh. “We can’t ignore him. But goddamn, I can’t pretend I’m not relieved, either. I thought I was hitting on my son’s ex-girlfriend. Now I know you’re just his best friend… hell, I know that’s still a problem. But maybe it’s not as bad. Or am I justifying?”

“Maybe you are.” She places her hand on mine, with that sweet quirk to her lips. “But I know what you mean. It’s still going to be a freaking mess though if we ever tell Jamie.”

“If?” I snap, with far too much fury in my voice.

“Well, if we stop this now…”

“Can you stop this?” I flip my hand and grip hers, feeling the heat of her, her pulse-pounding. “Can you walk away?”

She shakes her head. “I don’t think so. But I don’t even know what this is. What are we doing, Lukas?”

“We’re…”

We’re starting the rest of our lives together.

We’re forging our future with every touch, every kiss, every look. But I can’t tell her that yet.

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