Free Always Remember by Emma Hart Page B

for this romance thing, aren’t you?” she asks quietly.
    “ Jen.” I cross the room. “I’d do anything it takes to get you to trust in me.”
    “ Okay,” she whispers and kisses me lightly.
    It ’s the lightest kiss I’ve ever had, but it doesn’t help the rock in my pants or the fact she’s still naked under the top and shorts.
    Damn Alec and his fucking romance.

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JEN

    His eyes have been on me for the last two hours as I ’ve sat at my laptop and typed up my final version of the essay.
    He ’s tried to pretend he hasn’t watched me, but I’ve seen those sneaky brown eyes lapping me up like I’m an ice lolly in the middle of the Sahara desert.
    I glance over at him as I round up my essay. He ’s stretched out on the sofa in his ‘I put my arms behind my head because it makes my top ride up’ position. His hair is spiked to the side, messy, and oh so sexy.
    Hey, I ’m not freakin’ blind.
    “ You’re crap at the sneaky eyeing me up thing, by the way.” Bing grins, his eyes wrinkling in the corners.
    I tap save. “Who said I was trying to be sneaky?”
    “ Oh, so you’re finally admitting you like to eye me up?”
    “ I never said I liked doing it.” I sniff.
    “ We both know you do.”
    I cock an eyebrow at him and shut the laptop down, closing the lid. “I don’t know who you’re trying to fool, Samuel. Maybe yourself?”
    I get up and move to the kitchen, reaching into a top cupboard for a glass. Floorboards creak behind me , and his hands settle on my waist, warm and comforting. I turn my head towards him, and oh! Mistake. Mistake.
    His lips press against my neck gently, my skin thrumming against his lips at my pulse point. It quickens, my blood roaring through my body at light speed. He smiles against my skin because he knows. He knows what he can do to me, and goddamn his sexy little ass for that!
    His lips ghost up my neck, my jaw, his nose smoothing along my skin. I stand perfectly still, still clutching the glass.
    “Isn’t this seduction, not romance?” I squeak out eventually.
    His lips graze my ear. “I like to think it’s seductively romantic.”
    Oh, smooth. Very smooth from Mr. Smart Ass over here.
    “ Nice save,” I admit. “But it’s still not flowers and chocolate, is it?”
    “ Do you want chocolate?” He looks at me.
    “ Um, no.”
    “ Then don’t keep bringing it up. Chocolate is a tricky thing with women, so I’ve been told.”
    “ How is it?” I frown.
    “ You’re cute when you do that.” His thumb smooths out the lines between my eyes. “And if I buy you chocolate, you’ll do the whole ‘you’re gonna make me fat’ thing, and if I don’t buy it you’ll go all ‘are you saying I’m fat?!’ and then no-one wins.”
    I tilt my head to the side. “Huh. I think you’re smarter than I’ve ever given you credit for, Samuel.”
    “ Of course I am, Jennifer. Look who I’m trying to win over. Only the stupidest guy wouldn’t go for you.” He winks, and I laugh.
    “ Ooo-kay, Mr. Romance Fail. You’ve been taking cheese lessons off Alec.”
    “ No, it just sounded a hell of a lot better in my head.” He shrugs. “You win some, you lose some, I guess.”
    I roll my eyes. “Totally off subject, but have you ordered my pizza yet? I’m hungry.”
    “ You had lunch three hours ago.”
    “ Art makes me hungry,” I protest.
    “ Then considering the art degree, you must eat a lot.” Bing’s hands follow the curve of my body. “How do you stay so fit?”
    “ I’ll tell you my secret.” I pull his head down. “Sex.”
    “ Sex?” He swallows.
    “ You sound surprised.” I giggle, and move to fill my glass with water. Finally. Crap on a stick, this guy is distracting.
    “ I don’t know why.” He smirks and steps towards me again. His eyes find mine and they’re slightly heated. “Seven times in three days, wasn’t it?”
    “ Five, and not for my lack of trying to escape,” I tease over my glass.
    “ Trying to escape?”