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He clears his throat “Your et that she’s allowed to feel hurt Don’t belittle her feelings”

“I won’t,” I vow

“Good See you then”

The line clicks off, and I drop my phone on the bed

Thea pops back through the door “Did you get her?”

“No, my dad”

She frowns “I still feel bad for quitting, but without you there, I didn’t see the point in staying No offense, but I don’t find architecture all that sti”

I crack a grin and she walks toward me I place my hands on her waist and then s “But ?”

She places her hands aroundher hips into hs breathily

She bites her botto it slowly between her teeth, and her eyes flick down to my lips

We need to leave in a short time, but fuck it

I close the space between us, wrappingher mouth to mine

She lets out the softest little sound that’s half-moan and half-purr

I flip her onto the bed and cover her body with mine She’s so small beneath me and I love that my body shields her so easily I srab the botto it Her eyes watch me, ith pleasure, and she licks her lips I love that she gets turned on so easily—that she truly wants to be with ht never happen

She sits up and I reach for her bra strap, popping the clasp so the black scrap of fabric falls down her arms My eyes rake her in and my blood heats I’ve never felt possessive before, and I’m not sure what I feel now can even be described as that, but there’s this primal need to mark her some way as mine