Page 7 of Irresistible
Fuck.Fuck.
I can’t believe I almost kissed her.
Why I let my guard down, I don’t even know. It was a moment of weakness that I couldn’t pull back from. Not with the darkness of the hallway. Not with the solitude of being alone with her. Not with the silence of the house that made it feel like it was just the two of us in the world. The moment I heard that door crack open down the hallway, I was filled with rage for our perfect moment being interrupted.
In the clarity of the next morning, though, I couldn’t be more grateful for the interruption.
Because whoever it was who opened that door saved the two of us from making a huge fucking mistake.
Now I’m sitting at the dining room table, eating breakfast next to Chloe’s parents, pretending like I didn’t almost kiss their daughter last night. Chloe hasn’t come down to breakfast yet.
Footsteps come down the stairs. But when I look up, it’s Rob, followed by Denise, who’s holding their son against her hip.
“Morning,” Rob says, grabbing a box of cereal as he sits down.
I nod in greeting and shove a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.Don’t think about how you almost kissed his sister, I think.Fuck, Austin. Stop thinking about it.
A few minutes later, Chloe finally comes down. Her hair is wet from a shower and she brings in a light, perfumed scent with her.
“Morning, everyone,” she says. She quickly glances around the table and sees that the only open seat is right across from me. Her reaction is barely discernible, but I can see it. She’s having a hard time not thinking about last night, too.
Chloe slides down into the empty chair and fills a bowl. We both avoid looking at each other. It feels like the room is heavy with our sexual tension, but I’m pretty sure nobody else has a clue, because everybody else’s demeanor is light and unsuspecting.
“I was thinking we could go on a hike today,” says Chloe’s mom. “What do the rest of you think?”
Words of agreement circle around the table. I chime in to blend in with the rest of them.
Honestly, though? I’d rather have the rest of them go on their little hike and leave Chloe and I here at the house alone so I can taste that sweet mouth of hers.
Fuck.I have to stop thinking like this. This impulse in me…it’s bad.
Actually, getting out in the fresh air, going on a hike—that’ll probably do me some good.
We taketwo cars to the hiking spot. Chloe rides with her parents and I go with Rob, Denise, and their kid. It really is perfect weather for something like this, and when we get to the hiking spot, there’s only a few other cars parked in the small gravel lot.
I’ve never been to this spot before, so I’m not sure what to expect, but it turns out to be a pretty flat, easy, narrow trail. As we walk, Chloe’s mom leads the way, followed closely by her dad. Denise and Rob are behind them with Will. Chloe’s next, and I’m behind Chloe.
The view of her gorgeous ass in those yoga pants she’s wearing is equal parts pleasing and torturous.
We follow the trail for a few miles, stopping occasionally to admire the nature around us. The further we go, the more beautiful it all is. All the outdoor beauty in the world can’t fully distract me from the other beauty right in front of me, though. Does Chloe even know how tantalizing she is? How hard it is to walk behind her, watching her little ponytail swing and her ass sway?
I force my eyes away from her again, looking out through the trees.
You can’t have her, Austin, I remind myself.You just fucking can’t.
After another mile, there’s a fork in the trail with a sign pointing toward a lake. Up in the front of the group, Chloe’s mom turns around and asks the rest of us what we think.
“I vote yes for checking out the lake,” says Denise.
“Either way’s fine with me,” says Rob.
“Chloe?” her mom calls out. “Austin?”
“Lake,” Chloe calls. She glances over her shoulder at me, her pretty eyes glittering.
“Yeah,” I say, not looking away from Chloe. “I vote for the lake, too.”
“The lake it is,” says Chloe’s mom. Beside her, Chloe’s dad clears his throat. “Hey, I don’t get a vote?”