Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 375

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All of a sudden, it felt like every cell in my body lit up, a desire spreading through me that I couldn't quite put into words...

This overwhelming feeling left me feeling a little ashamed, like I wasn't being a "good" girl.

I had never felt this with Jace. Even when we were together, undressed and close, it was just nerves. There was never this deep, raw hunger-this fire.

But with Hayden? It was like something had been unleashed inside me, something I didn't even know existed.

I couldn't wait any longer. I reached for his lips, but he pulled back, teasing me. Frustrated, I wrapped my arms around his neck, my voice a breathy whisper, "Hayden..."

My voice sounded desperate, needy, like someone I didn't even recognize.

I never sounded like this before. It shocked me, but I couldn't stop. This burning desire was too strong to ignore, and with Hayden, I didn't want to hold back. With him, I felt free to be exactly who I was, no pretending. "Hayden..." I whispered again, kissing him anywhere I could-his cheek, his jaw-my lips hungry for him.

His hand gripped the back of my neck, his breath hot and uneven. "Kiki, wait... let's go home," he rasped,

his voice thick with restraint.

But I didn't want to wait.

we were outside, in a parking lot, and anyone could see us. My mind told me to be rational,

way through. I funneled my frustration into a hard kiss on his neck, sucking his skin, marking him. I stayed pressed against

tightened his hold on my waist, pulling me so close it felt like we were merging

still simmering. Finally, he loosened his grip, opened the car door, and gently slid me

was weakness and a

be why people prefer the lights off-it hides the awkwardness, the raw

and closed my eyes, trying to steady

leaned over and kissed my forehead softly. "That

wave of confusion hit

have gotten

he serious

already

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Chapter 375

lightly. "Stop talking, you're

his laugh deep and soft,

flustered. "That's not what

enjoying himself. "Then what

I had no comeback.

at pretending," I muttered, pressing the gas pedal