We made it into my room, and he leaned against the doorframe, not stepping inside but not leaving either. He dipped his hands into his pockets, fixing me with a smoldering gaze as he waited for me to make the next move. I could invite him in, but I knew where that would lead. Despite how much I wanted him, we couldn’t let things go any further tonight.

“Do you need anything else?” he asked, with a quirk of his lips that hinted at a hidden offer behind his words.

“No, I think I’m okay. Thank you.” But I couldn’t stop myself from moving until our bodies were only an inch apart, his breath on my skin as I looked up at him. He drew me to him like a magnet, and there was only so much attraction I could resist.

He dipped his head, crossing the space between us. His mouth brushed my ear as he whispered, “Don’t forget to ice your ankle.”

God, he drove me crazy in the best way when he got like this, the way he was always looking out for me. “Yes, doctor.”

His hand slipped into my hair, and he kissed me slow this time, tender, tilting my head back to explore my mouth without the frenzy of before. He teased one finger under the bottom hem of my shirt, burning a line across my skin, and I gasped. Our kiss grew deeper, and I pressed myself against him, gripping his jacket to draw him closer. I couldn’t get enough of him, of the taste of his soft lips, of his masculine scent, of the way he felt under my hands.

“I need to go,” he whispered between kisses. “Kyle is going to wonder why it’s taking me so long.”

I sighed. “I know.”

He kissed me one last time, and I clutched his jacket and held him there, not wanting him to leave but unable to ask him to stay. I dreaded the reality of tomorrow, when we’d have to face what had happened and what it meant for the band. But finally, I let him go.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

The next morning I was bruised and sore all over, my ankle was the size of a small country, and my mouth felt like it had been rubbed with sandpaper. All signs pointed to last night not being a dream, which meant today I had to deal with the aftermath of what I’d done.