Chapter 12: Home

He stopped on the threshold of our apartment with the door open behind him.

"Come in," I said.

"I'm checking."

"Checking what?"

"Whether it's still allowed."

I took a fistful of his collar and pulled him over the doormat.

The door shut behind him with his shoulder.

We did not make it to the bedroom for a while.

He had me against the hall wall with my keys still in my hand.

My keys hit the floor, and neither of us looked.

His mouth went to the side of my neck.

I tipped my head back and heard myself make a sound I hadn't made in a year.

"Say it again," he said against my skin.

"Say what?"

"Anything. I haven't heard you want something in so long."

"I want you to stop talking."

"That's something."

"It's a rule."

"It's five," he said. "It's the last one, and I've been very good."

I laughed into his shoulder.

Then I put both hands under his shirt and felt him shudder, and the laugh stopped.

His skin was hot, and his stomach went tight under my palms.

I dragged my nails up his ribs.

He swore, low and rough, and lifted me off my feet.

I wrapped my legs around his waist.

He carried me down the hall like that, with his mouth on mine and his hands under my thighs.

He kicked the bedroom door wide with his heel.

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