Chapter 48

• DARCY
• Tommy slowed his pace once we reached the hallway outside of my bedroom. When I closed the door behind us, and the tinkling of female laughter faded, he crowded both of us behind a big potted
• rubber tree plant that hid us from the bedroom door and the hallway. His hands settled on my hips, and they felt so hot that I had to look down at them, worried that the delicate fabric hadn’t disintegrated under his touch. Drawing the tip of his nose up the line of my neck, he whispered, “Can I kiss you?”