Beautiful Broken Rules (Broken, Series #1)(42)

He looked right at me after she said that. “Don’t look at me, I’m not thanking you. There was something I needed you to take care of earlier and I was embarrassingly denied,” I said walking past him.

He grabbed my arm before I could make it down the hall. “Wait, I embarrassed you?” he asked honestly with concern in his eyes. He backed me up and placed his hands on the wall on either side of my head.

“No, not really, but I was rejected while I had my breasts in your hands. I can definitely say that has never happened.”

“Ask me again in two weeks and I f*cking swear, I’ll never say ‘no’ again.”

“I haven’t gone two weeks since freshman year,” I divulged nervously.

“Wow, really? Well, this will be good for you then.”

“You don’t have to judge so loudly,” I grumbled trying to squeeze out from underneath his arms and I heard him groan.

I should have known I wouldn’t make it far. He scooped me up into his arms and carried me back into his apartment. He walked us to his room and kicked the door closed behind him. We sat back against his headboard on the bed with me in his lap.

“Emerson, I would never judge you. I, of all people, have no place to judge. I don’t care what you’ve done,” he said, looking into my eyes.

“It’s okay, everyone does. I understand what people think of me.”

“If they think you are beautiful, feisty, and brilliant, then I would agree with them. Anything else, I don’t care about.”

I should be pushing him away right now, that would be the smart thing to do. The more I let him get closer to me like this, the more I know I’ll only let him down. He just kept sneaking underneath more of my obstacles and I was standing on the sidelines watching it happen. I told him upfront that I couldn’t do relationships; I hope he understood that was still the case. I’m not sure if he has an ulterior motive by being this way with me.

He interrupted my fears by running his fingers through my hair and pulling my head toward him so our lips could meet. His kiss was aggressive and his tongue found mine quickly.

“Holy shit, you taste good.” I could tell he sampled the chocolate from earlier, so I giggled.

I wasn’t even thinking about my fears right now. The way he was kissing me was so overwhelming, that I could think of nothing else. I pulled his shirt over his head and he didn’t fight me. To my surprise, he pulled mine off as well. We were grabbing at each other like we needed to be inside of one another, as if we needed the other one to breathe.

My bra was still in his truck, so when he bent down and started kissing the swell of my breasts, I was surprised by the instant contact. Abruptly we heard a hard pounding on the other side of his door. All of a sudden, Cole burst through, startling me. Jaxon pulled me to his chest and laid his t-shirt across my naked back.

“Fuck, why are we always caught with your shirt off?” Jaxon grumbled.

“Oh hell no, you guys get your asses up. There’s no way you’re going to interrupt Quinn and my first day together, so y’all can turn around and do the same thing,” Cole shouted.

“Okay point made, leave,” Jaxon said in a hard voice.

“I’ll wait; make sure you don’t get lost along the way,” Cole responded cheekily.

“Turn the hell around so she can get her shirt on, jackass.”

He rolled his eyes and turned around. “Trust me; I’ve seen all of Em.”

I felt Jaxon tense at that and he dropped his hands from my back. It didn’t matter how nice he tried to be, how understanding he wanted to be, it was always going to bother him that I sleep around. Even though I had reassured him I had never been with Cole, he still seemed perturbed by the fact that he had seen my body before. Cole has walked in on me one too many times; it’s a hazard of my ways. His eyes wouldn’t meet mine and he didn’t move.