Falling for My Ex (Falling, #1) by Theresa Paolo

Author:Theresa Paolo [Paolo, Theresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Theresa Paolo
Published: 2021-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I turned, disgusted with my boyfriend. With my brother. With Zach. “What is your problem!” I yelled, storming toward Zach as he leaned against his Jeep.

“Your boyfriend’s a douchebag.”

I stepped closer. “What do you not understand about the fact that he was drunk?”

“And that makes it okay? He can just grab you like that? Hang on you like you’re some kind of—”

I wanted to slap him. Scream in his face. I clenched my fists and stepped even closer. “Some kind of what?”

He looked up, dark eyes even darker. “Like you’re a piece of meat.”

All restraint was lost. My hand pulled back, but before it connected with his cheek, he grabbed my wrist. I tried to push it forward, wanting to make some sort of contact, cause him some sort of discomfort, just as he was me.

But his hand was a tight cuff on my wrist and made it impossible. I narrowed my eyes to the evilest glare possible and showed great self-restraint, I thought, by not growling at him. His eyes narrowed back, neither of us blinking. I refused to be the first to break our silent staring contest.

He stepped toward me, my wrist still in his hand, his eyes still intent and focused.

Another step. His spicy scent filled the gap between us. Another step and my breath hitched. He dropped my wrist, his hand sliding up the bare skin of my inner arm, shooting chills straight up my neck. I stood still, frozen by his nearness.

He leaned back, a battle playing out in his eyes as he ran his other hand through his hair. “Screw it,” he said, and before I could utter a single word, his hand wrapped around the back of my neck and drew me close as he crushed his lips to mine.

What the hell was he doing? I had a boyfriend! Yet I didn’t shove him away. Instead, I reached my arm around his neck, my other hand gripping his shirt and tugging him closer to me, my back smacking into his Jeep. Heat shot through me—I could feel it in my chest, my belly, seeping right down to between my thighs.

Every ounce of emotion I felt—anger, loss, fear, desire—released itself into the kiss. His hands roamed down my back, resting on my butt and pushing me hard against him. I felt his erection against my stomach, turning me into a ball of raging hormones.

I parted my lips to let him deepen the kiss. Our tongues danced together, tasting and exploring.

All the feelings I’d turned off when he walked out of my life slammed back into me. I missed this. It felt like home. I knew what I was doing was wrong. But I didn’t want to let go.

I didn’t have to.

Zach pushed away from me. “We shouldn’t do this,” he said breathlessly against my cheek. He rested his forehead against mine, his hand gripping the Jeep to my side.

“I know,” I whispered and when he blinked up, his familiar eyes looking past the surface, burning with everything I felt, I was sucked in, and all common sense was gone.

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