Josh sighed deeply and stared into my eyes. “I won’t come between the two of you. If Ryan’s ever out of your life, trust me, I won’t hesitate to show how much you mean to me.”
My best friend wanted to cash in on his promise to me.
“Shh.” He leaned forward, bringing our mouths within the same space, and brushed his lips to mine.
When our lips met, it was the kiss I had wanted as a teenager. It began sweet and gentle and then turned into a blistering moment, setting fire to my soul. Instantly, I was transported to my childhood home, Mom’s sofa, and teenage lust. Shamelessly, I gave into Josh and pressed my body to his. I needed more. So much more.
I needed to forget. I needed to heal. More than anything, I needed to remember I was still a desirable woman and not just a label.
With a quick tug, I was sitting on Josh’s lap. It wasn’t until I felt his stiff dick that I broke off the kiss.
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