way.”
My hands had a mind of their own, not content to stay glued to her hips. They wandered across her flat stomach, over her ribcage, and back down her sides. Her silk dress was hardly a barrier between us, yet it might as well have been a concrete wall. I knew just how soft her skin was and burned to touch her again.
She rested her temple against my jaw. “You mean you don’t go throwing all of your roommates out of the shower?”
I wrapped my arms around her at the tease in her voice. My body relaxed into her even as she wound it up tight.
“Nope. That’s all you, Easy.”
“This would be the moment when you say you’re sorry.” She smiled against my cheek.
“Can’t do that.” I nibbled at her ear as if I had the right. “Especially when sorry is about the last thing I am.”
Her breath was hot against my skin, blasting me in short pants. She buried her nose in my neck and inhaled. “This is a bad idea.”
“Being roommates? No way. Best idea ever.”
She giggled. Baker giggled. And it was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard. I tickled her ribs, and she squirmed in my arms, another laugh escaping her.
“Can we go home now?” I smiled against her hair, filled with something I hardly recognized.
We were in the middle of a sea of gyrating bodies, yet it was just her and me.
Baker made me forget everything else.
She shimmied, her ass brushing my cock again. Baker twirled, her eyes playful when she pushed at my chest. “You can. You weren’t invited anyway.”
I clutched my heart. “You’re killing me here. You can’t leave your roommate out.”
“You do realize that ‘roommate’ means we live together. Not that we’re attached at the hip.”
I glanced where my hands gripped her. “Looks to me like we are.”
Her eyes followed my gaze and her mouth did this little ripple like she wanted to argue and was fighting a smile all at once. I wanted to find out what that tasted like.
She lifted her chin, and then I was the one fighting my own grin at her defiance. “I’m not ready to go.”
I dug my fingers into the soft flesh of her hip. “We both know you’re only here because you were running from me. From this.” I motioned between us.
Her throat worked as she swallowed hard, but fire blazed up at me from her eyes. “There is no this.”
“Oh, there is so a this.” I inched my face closer to hers. She held her breath and backed away. “The first time I kiss you won’t be in a crowded club.”
“I’m not kissing you.” Her voice tripped over the words.
I smirked. “Yeah. You’re gonna kiss me. And Easy? I’m gonna kiss you right back.”
I spun Baker before I pulled her back against me. “You wanna dance? Then let’s dance.”
Chapter Five
Baker
He came here.
For me.
And he wanted me.
Down, down, down I went, consumed with how good it felt to be desired again. I hadn’t been with anyone since I’d arrived at Paths, hadn’t even considered it. Yet Holt had my mind going places it hadn’t been in years . . . maybe ever. I could easily get addicted to this feeling, which meant I couldn’t have him. Even if he wasn’t my roommate, he was still off limits.
Too dangerous.
Too easy to get sucked into.
My body moved of its own volition, following where he led. My hands threaded through the back of his hair and pulled in punishment for being so damn irresistible. But it was me who paid the penance when a low rumble escaped him, his chest vibrating against mine. Dark eyes threatened me with the promise of pleasure. All I had to do was reach out and take it.
And then I remembered that he hadn’t come home last night. Had probably seduced some unsuspecting woman with his sweet talk and sexy smile.
He brushed his thumb across my lips. “I thought we were having fun.” The playfulness in his tone from minutes before had vanished. He didn’t get to act like he cared about me. Not when he’d been with someone else less than twenty-four hours ago. Hell, less than twelve hours ago.
Ugh.
The thought of him waking up in another woman’s bed nauseated me.
I shoved at his chest, no longer thrilled with his tainted hands on me. Holt didn’t budge.
“Let me go,” I hissed.
“Can’t do that, Easy.” He was far too calm for my liking.
“You’re the easy one,” I said petulantly, the green streak of