—•MEGAN•—

I turn around and kiss Christian, his mouth hot and demanding on mine.

His hands roams over my back, then down to my ass, gripping it hard enough to make me gasp into his mouth.

Damn, I love the feeling of his hands claiming me, right here in front of Issac.

“Stop this! Stop this instant!” Isaac growls from the chair.

I break the kiss and glance at him from the corner of my eye.

His face is flushed, his eyes wide and wild, a vein pulsing in his neck.

I smile, ...