Overpass Chapter 10

Excerpt from chapter 10 . . .

I stand, my back to his door, and blink. I must be dreaming.

Nope.

Edward’s still just wearing a smirk and a towel.

I stare shamelessly at Edward’s body from head to toe, wondering what’s happening beneath that towel. Is he like he was in the shower? Would I be able to see it covered up like that?

I close my eyes and breathe deep. The bed creaks, and Edward rubs his hands up and down my arms. “Are you okay? We don’t have to do anythi—”

My eyes fly open, I snake my hands around his neck, and my tongue strikes. The noises he makes tell me he wants me naked again, and I agree. I take a step toward his bed, pushing him backward and losing my clothes as I go. There’s only a towel between us.