Page 14 of Watch Me

“I mean it. I can answer questions if you have them.”

The waitress came and took our order. After she left, I said, “I’d rather study like we used tostudy.”

He choked on a sip of water. “Really?”

I leaned forward, resting my forearms on the table. “Tell me if I’m reading this wrong. You took me home, let me sleep inyourbed, gave me a key toyourplace, invitedmeto lunch, and offered to seemeagain tonight when you’re working on what I assume is a big case since you said it was the worst murder you’ve ever seen.”

Ethan grinned slowly. “Reagan Hunter, are you telling me that you want tostudy?” He put air quotes around “study,” causing me to bite mylip.

“Yeah, Ethan Valor. I want to study. All. Night. Long.”

“Check, please!”

When I’d decided to take back my life—to dome,as they say—I didn’t realize it would mean taking back my sex life too.

“What time do you need to be back at the station?” I asked. Ethan was dragging me down the street, our hands lacedtogether.

“Doesn’t matter. I’ll work all night if I have to—if this really happens.”

“It’s not going to happen?”

He stopped and looked straight into my eyes. “Yeah, it’s going to happen. When do you need to be at work?”

“Four.”

Ethan’s gaze roamed up and down my body. “Can you wear that to work?”

“Technically I could, but I also have a spare T-shirt in my car.”

He smirked. “Tutoring is about to start early, Buttercup.”

He tugged on the hand he was still holding and walked another block until we were at his building. Just like the other night, he nodded to the door guy as we walked to the elevator. It was waiting for us, so we entered, and he stabbed at the button for his floor repeatedly until the doorsclosed.

Ethan turned, gave me one look, and crashed his lips into mine. His soft lips felt both new and familiar as he pushed me back against the wall of the lift and devoured my mouth. His hips pinned me against the back railing, and I felt how much he wanted me, something I hadn’t felt for over half of my life. I’d missed it. I’d missed him, and the sparks we’d once shared lit inside of me again as our mouths worked together.

The elevator dinged, indicating we were on his floor, and he growled into my mouth before pulling away. He laced our fingers again, and then we walked toward his door.

“You know,” he started to say as he worked the lock to open his door, “I haven’t had a nooner since—well, since we were in high school.”

The times when we’d ditch school tostudyflashed through my head briefly. “I’m surprised you graduated.” He was a year older than me, so after he graduated, we only hung out after school and on weekends, but it hadn’t stopped our teenagehormones.

“We didn’t miss that many days. Plus, I had a good study partner.” Ethan winked as he slammed the door behindus.

“Right,studying.”

His lips found mine again, and we raced to discard our clothes, only breaking the kiss when we needed to. Once we were both naked, we stared at each other briefly, and I admired how the boy I once knew was definitely a man now. Hard, strong, andbig.

“Are you as sweet as I remember?” heasked.

My body flushed. “There’s only one way to find out.”

He smirked and then led me to his bedroom. Before I realized what was happening, he picked me up and tossed me playfully onto the bed. The softness cradled me, and I bent my legs as Ethan spread my thighs apart. The moment his wet tongue met my pussy, Ishivered.

“Cold?” heasked.

“No,” I breathed. “Keep going.”

And he did.