Beau smashes his lips against mine the minute we walk into his apartment. I was amazed I didn’t pass out on the way with how drunk I am. And I was even more surprised we managed to make it out of the club without Tamara or Camila seeing us. They weren’t happy when I texted to let them know where I’d gone. But I’ll deal with that tomorrow, all I can think about now is the man who’s kissing me.
I kiss him back with the same intensity, filling his mouth with my tongue. Beau lifts me off the ground, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He walks us upstairs to his room without breaking the kiss.
“I can’t wait to f*****g have you,” Beau says, his lips still against mine as he kicks open his bedroom door.
He lays me gently on the bed and releases my lips. I stare at him breathless, missing his
