aware of moving forward, but her feet were now between his and the only thing that kept them separated was the ice bucket. She prayed that he would think her stiffened nipples were from the freezer.
“Like I said, if I didn’t know better I wouldn’t think last night had happened for you at all. You look beautiful,” he said softly.
Rory made a noise in her throat that was meant to convey the fact that she thought he was full of shit. She knew that she didn’t look remotely beautiful. She aspired to beautiful on a good day, which this most definitely was not. It was hard to remember that she didn’t believe him when he was looking at her like he had never seen her before though.
“Your eyes look even bluer with all that red in them.” Noah laughed as she stomped her foot down on his insole. “Okay, how about this? Your pretty mouth is a lot more tempting when you’re not yelling at me like normal.” Noah’s voice had grown husky and he was definitely leaning closer to her. Maybe he hadn’t been as unaffected last night as she had believed. Maybe it had been harder than it looked for him to walk away from her in bed. Maybe he really did think she was beautiful.
She wasn’t able to focus on her maybes anymore as his lips lightly brushed hers. She wished she could chalk up her sudden dizziness to hangover issues but she had a feeling they were more closely related to his teeth nibbling on her lower lip. The hand that had been twined around her curl was now sunk into her hair, loosening her ponytail. And his other hand was slowly running up and down her side, skimming nearer to where she wanted it with every pass. She tried to press closer but couldn’t get near enough to him to assuage the ache that was growing in her breasts. She lifted her arms and twined them around his neck just as he tilted his head to deepen the penetration of his tongue.
A cough from the doorway made her jump. And jumping made her spill the contents of the ice bucket all over Noah’s back. He jerked forward to get away from the cascade of ice and cold water and only managed to bust her lip with his nose.
Rory squeaked and slid out from between his body and the counter to see John lounging in the doorway. “Mac sent me in here to see what was taking you so long. I guess now we know.”
“No, it’s not what you think. Noah was just helping me…” What was he helping her do? Learn CPR? Check her oral hygiene? Get all hot and bothered in her best friend’s kitchen?
Noah moved closer and brushed his hand over her back in comfort. Of course the motion had the exact opposite effect, what with her already being so close to jumping him. She stepped a little further away in self-preservation and tried to remind herself to breathe.
Noah folded his arms across his chest and stared down his friend. “Helping her get ice. And that’s exactly what you saw, John. Me helping Rory get ice.”
“Ah, is that what the kids are calling it these days?” John smirked.
“Well it seems like you guys have everything under control here. I should really be leaving. Thank you so much for inviting me, John. Give Mac my love.” Rory knew she was babbling, but there was nothing she could do to stop it. She only knew she needed to get out of there. Get back to her apartment where things made sense again.
Before she could make it out of the door though, Noah’s voice sounded behind her. “Rory, I’ll be at your school on Monday after classes let out. We need to talk.”
She kept her back turned but shook her head. “I’m not sure what you think we need to talk about. I don’t really have anything to say.” It was better for her sanity to put an end to whatever this was between them now. Fool her once—shame on him. Fool her twice and she deserved every bit of the heartache he was sure to bring.
“Actually, I’m thinking you’ll have a lot to say about a certain quiz I saw—,” he continued as if she hadn’t said anything.
The sex
“Like I said, if I didn’t know better I wouldn’t think last night had happened for you at all. You look beautiful,” he said softly.
Rory made a noise in her throat that was meant to convey the fact that she thought he was full of shit. She knew that she didn’t look remotely beautiful. She aspired to beautiful on a good day, which this most definitely was not. It was hard to remember that she didn’t believe him when he was looking at her like he had never seen her before though.
“Your eyes look even bluer with all that red in them.” Noah laughed as she stomped her foot down on his insole. “Okay, how about this? Your pretty mouth is a lot more tempting when you’re not yelling at me like normal.” Noah’s voice had grown husky and he was definitely leaning closer to her. Maybe he hadn’t been as unaffected last night as she had believed. Maybe it had been harder than it looked for him to walk away from her in bed. Maybe he really did think she was beautiful.
She wasn’t able to focus on her maybes anymore as his lips lightly brushed hers. She wished she could chalk up her sudden dizziness to hangover issues but she had a feeling they were more closely related to his teeth nibbling on her lower lip. The hand that had been twined around her curl was now sunk into her hair, loosening her ponytail. And his other hand was slowly running up and down her side, skimming nearer to where she wanted it with every pass. She tried to press closer but couldn’t get near enough to him to assuage the ache that was growing in her breasts. She lifted her arms and twined them around his neck just as he tilted his head to deepen the penetration of his tongue.
A cough from the doorway made her jump. And jumping made her spill the contents of the ice bucket all over Noah’s back. He jerked forward to get away from the cascade of ice and cold water and only managed to bust her lip with his nose.
Rory squeaked and slid out from between his body and the counter to see John lounging in the doorway. “Mac sent me in here to see what was taking you so long. I guess now we know.”
“No, it’s not what you think. Noah was just helping me…” What was he helping her do? Learn CPR? Check her oral hygiene? Get all hot and bothered in her best friend’s kitchen?
Noah moved closer and brushed his hand over her back in comfort. Of course the motion had the exact opposite effect, what with her already being so close to jumping him. She stepped a little further away in self-preservation and tried to remind herself to breathe.
Noah folded his arms across his chest and stared down his friend. “Helping her get ice. And that’s exactly what you saw, John. Me helping Rory get ice.”
“Ah, is that what the kids are calling it these days?” John smirked.
“Well it seems like you guys have everything under control here. I should really be leaving. Thank you so much for inviting me, John. Give Mac my love.” Rory knew she was babbling, but there was nothing she could do to stop it. She only knew she needed to get out of there. Get back to her apartment where things made sense again.
Before she could make it out of the door though, Noah’s voice sounded behind her. “Rory, I’ll be at your school on Monday after classes let out. We need to talk.”
She kept her back turned but shook her head. “I’m not sure what you think we need to talk about. I don’t really have anything to say.” It was better for her sanity to put an end to whatever this was between them now. Fool her once—shame on him. Fool her twice and she deserved every bit of the heartache he was sure to bring.
“Actually, I’m thinking you’ll have a lot to say about a certain quiz I saw—,” he continued as if she hadn’t said anything.
The sex
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