Page 73 of Rush

He props himself up on his elbows, brow furrowing. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I say, voice a pitch too high.

“You sure you don’t want to stay? I mean…” His gaze dips low, his tone lazy, suggestive, as I see his cock starting to stiffen—and my knees almost give out.

“Okay, um, bye.”

I bolt. Leaving him there, gorgeous and disheveled, the image burned into my mind as my chest tightens with a dizzy mix of anxiety and disbelief.

Did I really just do that?

I’m out of his apartment and into a cab faster than lightning, wound up and giddy. A laugh slips out as the look on his face is tattooed into the back of my mind.

God, he must think I’m insane.

It’s the wildest thing I’ve ever done—bold, reckless—and Iloved it.The rush of taking control, of owning that moment, thrums through me like electricity.

By the time I reach my apartment, I’m still buzzing. I kick off my sneakers just as Riley emerges from her room, rubbing her eyes.

“Hey—you’re up early. Thought you’d still be sleeping off last night.”

“Yeah, couldn’t sleep.”

She squints. “You heading out?”

“No,” I say too quickly. “I just got back.”

Her eyebrow lifts. “From?”

“I…” My stomach twists. I can’t tell her, I don’t normally keep things from her, but Broderick and I agreed. “Went for a run.”

“Run? You?” She barks out a laugh. “Did Andrew’s fitness sermon finally get to you?”

“I’m just…trying new things.”

Like Broderick’s self-control.

The corner of my mouth twitches before I can stop it.

Riley narrows her eyes. “You’re being weird, Montgomery. What are you up to?”

“Nothing.”

She studies me for a moment before rolling her eyes. “Do you want some coffee?”

“Straight into my veins please,” I murmur, grateful for the change of topic.

She chuckles moving around the kitchen with sleepy efficiency, switching on the machine. The scent of coffee blooms through the air, rich and warm. My phone buzzes in my hand.

“Cream or black?” she asks.

Though I much prefer Broderick’s…

“Cream please.”

Riley slides a mug toward me.

“Thank you,” I say, taking it just as I glance down at the screen.