“Oh, I would’ve gone right from the restaurant to fuckin’ her in my truck. Then I would’ve kissed her good night and went to the bar alone to find the next one.”

“Jesus. You’re such a whore,” she spits out with distaste on her lips, but I don’t miss the way her nipples harden beneath her shirt.

“And you’re way too easy to fuck with.” I grin, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her into my chest. My erection is painful as she pushes into me.

“I might’ve kissed you for other selfish reasons, too,” she finally admits.

I dip my head lower and ask roughly, “And what’s that?”

“I’ve wondered a time or two what it’d be like…”

“And?”

She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me closer until our lips are centimeters apart. “Take off your pants, and I’ll tell you.”

CHAPTER TWO

HADLEIGH

My heart pounds as a painful migraine settles between my eyes. The alcohol I drank last night is giving me a run for my money as blood rushes to my head. I regret the two shots I took before Knox nearly punched in that guy’s face. I’d only been playing his stupid Kiss a Stranger game hoping that he’d get jealous and kiss me instead. We’d never crossed any lines before, and I’m not quite sure what to think. I went on the date with no expectations, but when I started drinking, I felt more confident than I had been.

Knox left for Eldorado hours ago to avoid getting his ass chewed out for being late to work. However, Knox showing up hungover and getting in trouble is nothing new. Though spending the day with him would’ve been interesting, I expected him to leave before the sun rose. His one-nighters should be called half-night stands. From everything he’s shared over the years, he never stays for breakfast unless it comes with a promise for round two.

When my bladder threatens to explode, I stand and wobble to the bathroom. Thank God it’s Sunday, and I don’t have to work until tomorrow. I’ll be chugging water all day hoping I don’t feel like utter crap in the next twenty-four hours. Being a nurse at the hospital means I’m on my feet the majority of the time. I work in the ICU, where there’s always a crisis, so I have to be on my A game. People’s lives are literally in my hands. When it’s crazy, I’ll spend the day sprinting from room to room.

Once I pee, I brush my teeth to get the alcohol taste out of my mouth.

And the taste of him.