Page 35 of If Love Had A Price (If Love 3)

Nate exhaled. He’d wanted to save the money for rent and a small emergency fund, but he supposed unexpected medical expenses fell under “emergency.”

“Speaking of realistic…”

“Yeah?”

“Be honest,” Kris said. “Is this a make-out spot?”

The question was so unexpected it took a few seconds for it to sink in. Once it did, Nate barked out a laugh, grateful for the spark of levity.

Plus, the dark hilltop did resemble one of those make-out spots you saw in teen movies.

He flashed Kris a roguish smile. “It could be.”

He had no qualms about turning his hideout into a make-out spot. His father’s trip to the hospital had killed the lingering arousal from the Ferris wheel ride, but now that he knew his family was safe, and he was alone with Kris…well, let’s just say, Nate Jr. was up and about again. Literally.

“All you have to do is ask,” he added.

He wasn’t kidding about making her beg. He’d kind of been joking at first, but the more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of Kris coming to him. He wanted her to kiss him because she wanted to—not because she had to.

Though judging by her reaction on the Ferris wheel, she already wanted to. She just wouldn’t admit it.

“Is that so?”

Kris appeared to be thinking it over, which surprised the hell out of him. He’d expected her to put up another fight.

His cock was on board, though. Life vest on, head poking over the railing, all ready to go on this particular version ofThe Love Boat.It was so eager you’d think she’d offered him a BJ instead of contemplating a simple lip-to-lip. Though there would be nothing “simple” about it once they reached that point.

Chaste pecks were for visiting your great-aunt, not for beautiful girls with a body made for sin and a mouth made for—

“Kiss me,” Kris said.

Nate narrowed his eyes, sure he’d heard wrong.

“Kiss me,” she repeated. “Right now.”

Cool. Detached. Not what he’d had in mind when he said “beg.”

“Just like that?” Suspicion bled into his voice.

“Sure.” Kris hitched a shoulder. “Look, it’s part of our contract and it’s just a kiss. I’ve kissed plenty of guys before.”

Nate’s lip curled up into an involuntary snarl.

“You said all I have to do is ask, and I’m asking,” she continued.Damn.He should’ve been more specific in his language. “So, let’s get this over with.”

Oh, hell no. She was not going to get away with treating this like a doctor’s appointment or a chore on her to-do list.

Just like that, his plans changed.

Kris shifted like she sensed the change in the atmosphere—or spotted the sinister gleam in his eyes.

“Since you asked so nicely—” Nate’s teeth flashed white in the darkness. “Who am I to say no?”

He leaned forward, enjoying the small hitch in her breath as he got closer…closer…

And then his lips were on hers, andfuck,she tasted like rich wine and honey and heaven. Nate hadn’t touched alcohol in years, but he was getting drunk off the taste of her. His head swam, his cock and his heart pounding in unison as he devoured her.

Kris was stiff at first, like she didn’t quite trust what was happening, but after he nudged her lips open with his tongue and deepened the kiss, she melted into him.