25. Actions

Natalie

“When will I see you next?” Henry murmured against my lips, his fingers digging into my waist possessively.

I pulled back slightly to stare up into his piercing blue eyes, smiled, and pushed a strand of his thick brown hair off his forehead. My stomach filled with butterflies. God, we were so wrong. He was my best friend’s brother, for crying out loud.

But I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the way he snuck me into his room the other night, the way his lips felt all over my body, the way his fingers danced along every one of my curves. I fucking loved it more than I ever wanted to admit.

“Tomorrow?” I asked.

“How about tonight?”

I frowned and drew one finger across his bottom lip. “I’m hanging out with Morgan tonight.”

“I can come with you.”

I grimaced. That couldn’t happen, and he knew it. Morgan would freak the fuck out.

Henry sighed and pulled away from me, tugging on the gray V-neck that clung to his muscular body. “Sofia, she’s my sister and your best friend. Sh