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It’s a lie. We both know it.
But I go with him anyway, nodding, stepping out of Noah’s arms with every cell screaming at me to stay.
And inside, I know—if Scott hadn’t pulled me away, I might’ve done something reckless. Like lose my damn panties on the dance floor of the Timberline Keg. And the worst part? I wanted to.
I wanted to stop overthinking. Stop obeying the lines I drew for myself a long time ago. Just for once.
And the second I admit that, my whole body goes still—because I can’t believe I mean it.
Noah Verelli is exactly a vacation fling wrapped in a designer jacket.
He’s not staying. This is just a pit stop for him. He’s something temporary.
I don’t do flings. I don’t hand my heart to men, especially one with one foot already out the door.
It terrifies me—because part of me doesn’t care.
Part of me wants to fall anyway, just to know what it feels like to be caught.
Get it together, June!
Chapter 5
Soaked & Vibrating
June
I’mhorny.
Not playful-horny. Not cute-horny.
I’ve been horny for the last twelve hours.
Theaching, clenched-thighs, swollen-everywhere, if-he-breathed-on-me-right-now-I’d-beg kind of horny.
I'm standing by the track, pretending to check the steering on my kart, but my whole body is too tense. Too aware. Too turned on from a night that never gave me release.
Last night after slipping out of Noah’s arms and fleeing Timberline Keg, I couldn’t stop shaking. I stripped out of my clothes the second I got home, skin flushed, panties soaked, nipples tight just from the memory of his cock against me.
Thick. Hot. Unmistakably hard. It was a brief contact but I felt it.Itwas hard to miss.
I took a fast cold shower, crawled into bed, rolled onto my back, and cupped my breasts like I needed permission.
I ran my thumbs over my nipples. Again. And again.
Tugged.
Rubbed.
Until I was gasping.
It was supposed to take the edge off. Just enough to let me sleep.
But the moment I closed my eyes, I see Noah. The way he held me. The way his breath brushed my ear. The scent of sweat and leather and something deeper that made me feel like he’d been inside me already.
Which is crazy since I’ve never been with anybody.
The heat had dropped to my core—sharp and slick. My hips rolled up into nothing. My clit throbbed. I was seconds away from sliding my fingers lower, spreading myself open, and finishing it.
