Series: Milford College #1
Series: Milford College #1
Author: Noelle Adams
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: July 17, 2019
The last thing I want is to share a forty-fiveminute commute with the most obnoxious (and attractive) man I know. But I can’tafford a new transmission right now, so I’m stuck with Marcus for at least amonth.
He promises to be good, but Marcus Greene isnever good. And I’m not sure how long I can resist him.
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I nod andopen the passenger door, reaching down to grab the strap of my purse.
I blinkwhen he gets out too.
“What areyou doing?” I ask, my voice sharp because I’m confused.
“I’mwalking you to the door. Do you have a problem with that?”
I don’thave an answer to the question. And since he didn’t give me an answer, I feellike I don’t have to give one to him either.
But I’mshuddering with something like excitement as we reach the front stoop of mygrandmother’s house. I stop and stare up at him.
He’s gazingdown at me with that same deep, warm expression I saw in him earlier.
Rightbefore he kissed me.
“Why areyou doing this, Marcus?” My voice breaks slightly because I’m pulsing witheverything I’m feeling.
“I’m juststanding at your door.”
“You knowwhat I’m talking about.”
He nods,his mouth relaxing slightly. “I’m doing it because I want to kiss you again,and I think you want that too.”
I lick mylips. He sees it. His expression heats up.
It thrillsme so much I quickly get my tongue back into my mouth and swallow hard. “Idon’t know, Marcus. I don’t usually do things… just for fun.”
“I know youdon’t. But I keep telling you that you’re allowed. Kissing me would be fun foryou. And for me. It doesn’t have to mean anything more. It doesn’t have tochange anything important about your world. So why shouldn’t we do it again?”
“Because…because I think it would… If we do it again, we’re going to do more than kiss.”
He chucklessoftly and reaches up to brush some hair back from my face. “Yes. We probablywill.”
“And youthink that can be just for fun? No… no… pressure or complications?” I can’tbelieve I’m even considering no-strings-attached sex, but that’s exactly whatI’m doing.
That’s whatMarcus is offering.
And I wantit so much.
“Yes. Ithink so. If that’s what you want.”
“That’s allit could be between us. For obvious reasons.”
He gives aslight nod. “Yes.”
Thisconfirms a tiny, lingering question I’d never even acknowledged. And it makesthings so much safer.
Safe enoughfor me to let myself be tempted for real.
After all,sex with Marcus is going to be good. I know it for sure. And if I can enjoyit—have some fun—in a way that both of us agree will lead to nothing disruptiveto my life, why the hell shouldn’t I?
Why can’t Ibe like everyone else and just let go now and then?
It doesn’thave to threaten the security of my world.
I reallythink I could let go with Marcus and still be safe.
He confirmsthis by saying in a more serious tone, “I’m here for anything you want,Jennifer. Anything. Just name it. But if it’s not what you want, all youhave to do is tell me, and I’ll never make a move on you again.”
I gulp. “I…do want it.”
“Yeah?” Hetilts his head down.
“So youwant to try to have a little fun and see what happens?”
SomehowI’ve made up my mind. I’ve decided. Everything inside me wants to do this, soI’m going to do it after all. “Yeah. That’s what I want.”
His eyes smolderin a way that makes my heart clench.
And otherparts of me clench as well.
“So I cankiss you again?”
I nod.“Please do.”
Noellehandwrote her first romance novel in a spiral-bound notebook when she wastwelve, and she hasn’t stopped writing since. She has lived in eight differentstates and currently resides in Virginia, where she reads any book she can gether hands on and offers tribute to a very spoiled cocker spaniel.
She lovestravel, art, history, and ice cream. After spending far too many years of herlife in graduate school, she has decided to reorient her priorities and focuson writing contemporary romances.