Wicked Girl by Piper Lawson

Author:Piper Lawson [Lawson, Piper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Piper Lawson

13

My body feels like I just swam a hundred laps.

Then ran a marathon.

The kicker is, the second I meet her gaze, I’m ready to go again.

“I always thought this was creepy,” Haley murmurs, trailing her fingers through the thick fur rug on the floor.

I manage a half laugh. “Me too.”

I take in her body—flushed, naked. I could stare at her all night.

Somehow she’s even more beautiful than I remember. Every inch of skin begging for my hands, my mouth. She’s like a forgotten language, and I want to learn her all over again.

I swallow the impulse.

“The custodian’ll have a field day if they find a condom in my garbage,” Haley says under her breath.

“I don’t give a shit if people talk. But you do.” I realize as I say it it’s true.

Haley’s expression clouds as she pushes a hand through her hair. “My relationship with Derek and the other executives is complicated now that I’m not a majority owner. Finding out about our history wouldn’t help.”

I roll onto my side to face her. “Then they won’t find out we fucked each other’s brains out in your dad’s old office,” I decide.

Her mouth tugs up at the corner as if she thinks I’m sweet or cute or some other totally inappropriate thing given the circumstances.

I clear my throat as I cast my gaze around the office. “Speaking of. That was unexpected.”

“Yeah.” She wraps her arms over her chest, which only drags my eyes down. “When you said that thing, about how you loved me… I guess I got caught up.”

“Me too.” I rub a hand over my jaw, and Haley’s gaze follows the movement. Interest stirs in my groin again because attraction’s never been our issue. “It’s been eating me up inside how we left things, Hales. I keep thinking how much I fucked up our ending.”

The green flecks in her eyes dance. “You didn’t fuck it up. I made a choice, and you made one too. I’m not broken, Jax.”

“I know. You were always strong. Even when I met you on tour.”

Her mouth curves. “We had some good times.”

Just like that, she has me remembering those times. The bowling alley. Making out on my bus. The night she sang on stage next to me. That first day, sitting in the back of my limo. Me tossing her a bottle of water out of my bus.

My heart squeezes.

“It’s in the past.”

“Mostly.” My fingers strokes down her arm and she lets out a little sigh.

“Mostly.”

A noise in the hall has us both freezing.

“Tell me Tyler’s gone for sure.”

She snorts. “He is.”

“Good.” I stare up at the ceiling, counting the pot lights there. “Listen. I’m tired of regretting. What if we had another chance.”

Her hesitation nearly kills me. “With each other?”

“At an ending.” I turn toward her again, and those chocolate eyes deepen with the need to understand. Something I’ve always loved about her. “It’s like a three-minute song. The first half’s full of possibility because you’re just getting started. The second half’s building to the end.

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