Page 83 of Thorn Kiss
You should kiss him.
You should fuck him.
You should do all the things you’ve been holding yourself back from doing.
Madi’s words hadn’t left me since last night. I’d tossed and turned, thinking about our day together, thinking about herdatetonight. I’d maybe slept two hours, the rest of the night spent on her.
On him.
Onthem.
An idea had bloomed. A bad one. A really, really bad one.
But, more than an idea, it was a solution. Proposing it could backfire, but at this point, I would take the consequences of it becauseI had to know if they’d say yes.
I knew Dallas wanted Madi. I knew he was still interested in me. I knew I was interested in Madi, and Dallas . . . Well . . .
Of course I wanted him. I shouldn’t have wanted him. We’d beenjust friendsour entire lives. The chemistry hadn’t been there. But things had changed since our kiss.
I wasn’t sure how much longer I could resist him.
So what if I gave in? For just a few weeks. Just while Madi was here.
I’d had hours to think about it. I’d tried to come up with other ideas, but this was the only one that felt right.
Four weeks of hot, kinky sex. No attachments. No feelings.
Friends with benefits.
It was a terrible fucking idea, but I couldn’t think of any other way.
My heart fluttered in my chest as I typed out the group text message.
Me
Hi, good morning . . . I know you both have a date tonight, and I wanted to see if I could crash it.
Well, basically—would the two of you be up for having dinner at my place tonight? I have a proposal of sorts.
It can wait, of course. But I still wanted to message
I stared at the chat, watching as text bubbles appeared and disappeared. My chest squeezed, all my nerves fraying as I waited.
Madi
Of course
Dallas
Crashing our date, huh? What time?
Me
Six, I’ll cook. Any allergies Madi?
Madi
Shrimp! No shrimp please
