The Hookup Hoax by Heather Thurmeier Read Free Book Online Page B

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    Olivia opened her mouth to ask what else they could do to convince his family, but before she could whisper the words, his lips were on hers. She gasped, startled by his tongue as it slipped past her lips. All through dinner she’d fought the spark of arousal he’d caused with his touch, but his kiss set her insides on fire. Heat roared to life low in her belly, making her ache in a place that had been unattended for too long. When was the last time a man had merely kissed her and caused that kind of reaction? Never. Sawyer’s kiss was unlike any other.
    His tongue swirled around hers and she whimpered against him, almost pleading for him to stop and at the same time longing for him to continue. She should fight this intrusion and yet she encouraged him further by arching into him. Gripping the hem of his shirt, she tried to hold on to something tangible and real because this kiss was anything but that.
    When he pulled back enough to nibble on her lower lip, her knees went weak and the only things she could focus on were the twinge of desire between her legs and the hard bulge in his pants pressing against her hip.
    Finally, and all too soon, Sawyer pulled away from her, leaving her aching for more. Her eyes fluttered open and everything she felt inside herself was mirrored in his heated, half-lidded gaze.
    How had this man, who was best friends with her brother—who was supposed to be her safety net from dating for the next few months—suddenly become the first guy to kiss her in a way that made her head swim and her body tremble? The relationship might be an act, but if that kiss was pretend, he deserved an Academy Award.
    A throat cleared from somewhere in the room. Without leaving Sawyer’s embrace, she turned to find eight stunned eyes watching them and four mouths gaping open like a school of guppies. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment when she realized Sawyer’s family had witnessed their very public display of fake affection. She swallowed hard, unsure of what to say or do, but wanting nothing more than to magically disappear.
    “Sugar, I think we’ve convinced them.” His breath was warm on her earlobe and despite the fact that everyone was watching them, she couldn’t stop from leaning into him, wanting more of his mouth on her body. He kissed her cheek then released her, his laugh breaking the silence in the room as if he wasn’t as turned on by the intimacy as she was.
    The erection nudging at her hip was proof he had been, but maybe that’s all it was—a purely physical response to the stimulus of kissing her and not something deeper, more meaningful. His kiss could have been nothing more than part of the act and she’d let herself get carried away. Maybe the passion she thought she’d felt in his kiss was only in her head—her own wanting and wishing instead of actual fact and feeling.
    She’d have to try harder not to let herself feel anything for Sawyer. Otherwise, if he planned on kissing her often, to convince his family their relationship was real, the next three months would be long and painful.
    And sexually frustrating.

Chapter Four
    That kiss…
    Kissing Olivia had shaken him to the core.
    It had been a necessity. Tyler had clearly been suspicious of them and it was the first thing Sawyer had thought of to convince his cousin. Never did he expect to be tricked by his own acting.
    The kiss had been incredibly hot. He’d kissed a lot of women in his time, but none of them had made him feel the way she had. Where did he even start? It had been like eating filet mignon after mind-blowing sex, while drinking a twenty-five-year-old scotch. Her mouth had been inviting, encouraging, and sinfully captivating. If it hadn’t been for someone in the room coughing, he could’ve kissed her all night.
    The entire drive home, he’d done nothing but think of her. She’d been amazing at dinner. Charismatic, funny, sweet, engaging. She’d been everything he’d hoped and so much