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Corbin steps closer.

I lean back against the counter, instinctively trying to put space between us.

But he just smiles.

Like a damn fool.

“Youwerejealous.”

“I…” I trail off, scrambling for a lie.

But there’s no point. He knows.

“No, I just think that, you know, you were there to help me put on this party, and you just talked to Pearla the whole time.”

His smile deepens as he crowds in closer, his tone low and teasing. “You were jealous.”

“Shut up,” I mutter, but it comes out weak.

His hand slides along my cheek, fingers tangling in my hair. “Why were you jealous?”

I know he’s going to kiss me.

I can feel the electricity between us, the heat rising in the small space between our bodies.

Do I want him to?

I don’t even have time to answer myself before I’m gripping the front of his green pullover, yanking him closer, crashing my lips against his.

The kiss is heady and electrifying. His lips mold perfectly to mine, stealing my breath, stealing every rational thought from my head.

He lifts me onto the counter, stepping between my legs, and I know I need him. Him. Not anyone else.

He’s hard and thick, pressing against me through his jeans. My fingers slip beneath his pullover, finding the heat of his skin, tracing the hard ridges of muscle. Then, lower. I unbutton his jeans, slide the zipper down, needing to touch him—to feel him.

“Corbin,” I whisper, desperate and aching as I slowly stroke him up and down.

His hands slide up my thighs, pushing my skirt higher, his mouth trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along my jaw, my neck, my collarbone.

Then his fingers dip beneath my underwear, finding me already soaked for him—

“Mom!”

We jolt apart at the sound of Tate’s voice from the bathroom.

Corbin’s hands disappear as he steps back, quickly zipping his jeans, adjusting himself.

I press a hand to my chest, trying to slow my wildly beating heart.

What the hell just happened?

“I got him,” Corbin says, his voice still rough with want.

I nod, unable to form words, gripping the counter like it’s the only thing keeping me upright.

This was supposed to be simple.

It’sanythingbut.