Page 68 of The Chemistry Coach
She studied him for a few brief seconds, and then nodded, leading the way to the elevator where she leaned into him.He was so warm, and he smelled like oranges, and he’d been touching her non-stop.Would he kiss her?Would they do more than kiss?Did he have a good time, or was he being polite?Why did everything have to be so complicated?
When the elevator opened on Daisy’s floor, she walked to her door and faced him, leaning against it.He skimmed his hand along her cheek, sweeping her hair out of her face and settling his hand on her nape.She licked her bottom lip in anticipation, and his eyes tracked the movement.
For years she’d stared at his mouth and wondered what it would be like to kiss him.And she might finally find out.Oh God.This was really happening.She wanted to pinch herself.
She slid her hands up his arms as he moved closer, and then his mouth brushed against hers, feather-light, his lips soft and coaxing.She parted her lips, every ounce of self-preservation leaving her body.When you lusted after someone for a decade and you got the chance to act on it, you fucking seized the moment.
He took advantage of her invitation, licking into her mouth and setting her core on fire.She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he pressed into her, trapping her between him and her door.
It was everything she had imagined it would be, and more.More intense, more hungry, more intoxicating.He devoured her, leaving her helpless to stop it.Her thighs parted to accommodate the knee he wedged between them.She let out an involuntary whine when he broke the kiss until she realized he didn’t intend to stop.He nipped her jaw, and she tilted her head, making room for him to suck on the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder.A moan escaped her, and he sucked harder, his hands finding her hips and grinding her center on his thigh.
She might have said, ‘fuck it’ and invited him in if the door behind her hadn’t swung open.Daisy stumbled backward, but Connor caught her.She turned to find a grinning Roxie.
“That’s enough for tonight, don’t you think, Daisy?”
Daisy was delighted to find Connor wrecked.His hair was messy from where she had run her fingers through it, his lips swollen and bruised.
She shot daggers at her best friend.“What the fuck, Roxie?”
Daisy closed the door in her friend’s face and gave her attention to Connor, hoping to resume their previous activity, but the mood had shifted.She wrapped her arms around his waist and nestled into his chest.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what the hell she’s doing here.”
Connor’s chuckle reverberated through her body.He stroked her back and in a low voice said, “It’s okay.I told myself I wouldn’t come in, anyway.Remember?”
“Still rude.We should have at least had the option.”
Connor planted a soft kiss on her lips.
“Maybe it’s better we don’t.I would have absolutely taken you up on it if you had offered.”
Daisy groaned.“I for sure would have offered.”
Connor stepped out of her embrace and winked at her.
“Something to look forward to.”
Daisy watched Connor enter the elevator and then breathed deeply, bracing herself for the questions she’d be bombarded with the second she opened the door again.
It was so much worse than she’d expected.Roxie, Hazy, and Valentine stared at the door wearing manic grins.A reality show played in the background, and snacks were strewn about the coffee table.Daisy sighed and ignored them, getting comfortable like she would any other night before facing the music.
When she had changed, she grabbed a soda from the fridge and climbed onto the couch, standing in her spot and lowering herself into a seated position.She shot a text off to Connor telling him the other Connors were here too and grabbed a handful of popcorn before asking, “What are we watching?”
They all stared at her with open mouths and then talked over each other, trying to ask a dozen questions at once.She shouted, “Hey!”and they all shut up.
“You each get one question.If it’s inappropriate, invasive, or otherwise ridiculous, I will not answer.After I answer your questions, you can sit with me and watch whatever this godforsaken dating show is, or you can get out of my apartment.Understood?”
They nodded their heads, and she said, “Fantastic.Whose first?”
Suddenly they were all quiet.“Oh good, nobody has questions.We can watch the show,” Daisy prompted.
“Fine,” Valentine said.“Did you have fun?”
Daisy smiled at the sweet question.Some lucky person would have this boy wrapped around their finger someday, and Daisy couldn’t wait to see that happen.
“I had the best time.You planned a wonderful evening.The ice cream spot was amazing.I haven’t had a fresh waffle cone in ages.I’ll definitely go again.”
Valentine grinned at her.“It’s my favorite.They’re open late, and I sometimes go after a win.”
