Eventually, he relaxed and wrapped his arms around her, making a quiet sound into her mouth. She teased her tongue against his. Trev tasted like mint toothpaste since he hadn’t even taken a single drink before she’d decided to have her way with him. He ran his hands over her back as they kissed, shaping her body in slow, luxuriant strokes. The pace didn’t feel like a frenzied quickie, more like he wanted to take his time.

Here, though? In the bathroom?

Everything was getting scrambled. She bit his lower lip, drawing a moan from him, and when he shifted his hips, his stiff cock nudged her. Trev tried to jerk away, but she chased that contact, glorying in the confirmation that he was into this, even if it wasn’t happening like she’d expected. Leanne had figured he’d have his hands in her panties by now, but he seemed so tentative that she had to break the kiss to ask.

“Um. You’ve done this before, right?”

“Hooked up in the bathroom at a party? Never.”

She laughed softly. “Not what I’m asking. This can’t be your first time.”

Quickly, Trev shook his head. “Am I that out of practice?”

“It wasn’t a complaint.”

“I’m still having a hard time processing that this is actually happening,” he confessed. “I’m not the guy, you know? I’m the sidekick. I can’t believe someone like you even looked twice at me, let alone wants this. My body is on board, but my head is confused.”

“If you’re not ready or you have doubts…”

Dammit, it sucked, but she had to let him change his mind. She stepped back, but Trev followed, his eyes catching fire. In this light, they glimmered like topaz. To her astonishment, he lifted her onto the sink.

“I didn’t say ‘stop.’ I do want this, Leanne. Shit, that’s probably not even the right word. ‘Need’ is closer, if I can say that without weirding you out.”

“Need is fantastic,” she whispered, just before he kissed her again.

***

This is happening.

Trev touched her just so she wouldn’t see his hands shaking, and once he felt her warmth on his palms, his nerves steadied. Once, he’d been careless, quick to act, fast to forget, and it didn’t matter as long as it was fun. Maybe he could relive those moments of freedom, take a taste of what this woman offered. Her choice still didn’t make sense to him, but he didn’t care.