Chapter 12

Sally

I can feel Ryan’s body stiffen under my touch before he withdraws to stare down at me. His eyes look as confused as I feel. What are we doing?

“I want you.”

My knees turn weak, and I swear the floor dips beneath me, his confession taking up too much air. Ryan seems just as aghast by his words, his eyes going wide and his breathing turning fast. But he doesn’t try to take back his words. Instead, he takes a deep breath and says, “Tell me you don’t want me, too, and I will leave.”

My mouth opens. I’m about to deny how wet I am for him, but the words never come. I stand there, staring up at him while keeping my hands on his right pectoral muscle. It’s the smallest of contact. And yet, it’s everything. His nipples are hard, and my breath hitches.

Most of all, I want his shirt on the floor so I can lick his abs and bite his nipples. Shamelessly, I feel him up and see what he is hiding underneath his boxers.

A quick glance up tells me Ryan would let me do whatever the heck I wanted wi