Irvin's POV
I settled back into the couch, a wicked grin spreading across my face as Caroline positioned herself on top of me, her fingers threading through my hair. Her mouth crashed against mine, teeth grazing my bottom lip hard enough to drag a groan from my throat.
"Can we end this game already?" I breathed against her lips, my hands finding her waist.
Caroline drew back, that maddening smile playing on her lips. "No, babe."
A frustrated exhale escaped me as I let my head fall back, feeling her lips trail along my neck. "I missed you," I said quietly, though the words felt hollow.
"I'm sure you can manage," she replied, her voice playful yet unyielding. "Just get into her pants already. Why is it taking so long?"
I jerked upright, my hands dropping away as irritation flashed through me. "Trust me, I'm not in a hurry to get into a Hughes's pants."
