Chapter 142

TESSA

The second my apartment door clicks shut behind us, I’m slammed against it. His mouth on mine, one strong hand braced against the wood beside my head, the other at my waist like it’s been waiting years for this. I gasp into the kiss, half-laugh, half-hungry, tugging at the lapel of his jacket like I’m pulling him down into me.

God, finally.

The air between us has been nothing but teasing and almosts and interruptions, and now it’s just us. No little nieces, no Claire, no fluorescent office lights. Just heat and his lips on mine.

“Wow,” I murmur against his mouth when we finally break apart, already breathless. “Is it insane if I say you kiss the way you talk?”

Aaron’s lips tilt into the smallest smirk, that maddening, quiet little twist that somehow punches me straight in the chest. “You talk too much.”

“Oh, don’t even start. You like it.” I shove off the door and back him into the living room, my blazer already abandoned somewhere on the fl