And holy f**k.
That voice.
I looked up at him, eyes wide, lips parted, every nerve in my body buzzing with some kind of, hormonal s**t, please ruin me energy I didn’t know how to hide.
He tilted his head, one hand bracing against the wall beside my face. His chest was almost against mine now.. Smell his stupid boy scent..clean soap, something earthy, a hint of cologne he probably stole from his older brother.
“I want to hear you say it,” he murmured, his mouth so close to my ear it sent a shiver down my spine. “Out loud. With those pretty lips of yours.”
I exhaled, shaky, barely standing upright.
“Caleb..”
“I know you meant it,” he cut in. “You weren’t coughing. You weren’t choking. You were begging.”
My stomach flipped.
He leaned closer, his lips brushing the edge of my jaw.
“Yo
