my world upside down for a night.
I got to my Audi, and put my hand on the handle, when a familiar tattooed hand clasped mine. I ignored the current rushing through my body and reminding me of the last time he touched me. How a single touch from him changed me, and made me want things I never knew I wanted.
“Where you going, Sunshine? You just got here.”
I swallowed down the rising emotion of anger and disappointment. “I never should have come.”
He pressed his warm, hard body against my back, and lowered his mouth to my ear. Twinges of need shot down my neck as his hot breath skittered across my skin. Memories of our night together smashed into me. Every touch, every breath, and every single sensation that coursed through my body when we came together, stood out brightly in my mind.
He reached up, his hand brushing my hair behind my ear, before turning me to face him. His beautiful green eyes reminded me of the waterfalls of Hawaii where they spilled over moss covered rocks, and looking into them calmed me just the same.
“But you did come here. Why?”
“I wanted to see you.” I snapped my eyes away from his. “But, now I know that was a mistake.”
“Mistakes are only what you make them to be.”
I glanced back up, cursing myself as soon as our gazes met. I fought through the raging desires streaming through my body, and reminded myself of what I had just stumbled upon only moments ago. “What does that even mean?” I questioned, not in the mood for riddles.
“Nothing has to be a mistake. It only becomes a mistake if you look at it that way.”
“Don’t try that psychological bull on me. It’s not going to work. I have a bachelor’s degree in psychology.” I pushed away from him, needing to give myself a comfortable distance to keep my head straight.
“Is that supposed to make you better than me?” he questioned.
“No!” I exclaimed, shocked he thought that was a dig because it was not what I intended. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Really? Then, what did you mean?”
Despite myself, I closed the gap between us that I created and looked back into his eyes. “I only meant that you couldn’t manipulate me.”
“What makes you think I was?”
I laughed. “You were just in there.” I waved my hand toward the building. “Doing…doing whatever you were doing, and then you thought you could come out here and pretend like you weren’t.”
The side of his mouth curled and, dammit, if it wasn’t the sexiest smirk I’d ever seen. “I’m not pretending. That’s one thing about me, Sunshine. I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not.”
He didn’t say it outright, but the insinuation in his tone pissed me off. “I’m not pretending to be someone I’m not.”
“Aren’t you?” His finger ran down the side of my pale yellow button up, stroking the roundness of my breast. “You wear these clothes and act all innocent, yet you weren’t so innocent the other night.”
“Haven’t you ever heard of the saying, ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’?”
“Oh, I have, but I know you’re just as sweet on the inside as you are on the outside.” He licked his lips, and I forced my attention to the ground.
“I have to go,” I said, turning back to the car and opening the door.
He pushed the door shut, leaving his hand on the frame, and trapping me. “But you just got here. At least have a drink with me.”
“I can’t,” I whispered.
“Can’t or won’t?”
Anger surged through me and I spun, pointing my finger at his chest. “Honestly, I can’t because you literally just had sex with two other girls.” I dropped my voice, not wanting to shout what I had to say next. I looked around to make sure no one was around. “Their fluids are still on you, and, I’m sorry, that’s disgusting. I am not going to stand here and act like that’s okay. I’m not going to go in there and have a drink with you when the entire place knows what I walked in on. So, please.
I got to my Audi, and put my hand on the handle, when a familiar tattooed hand clasped mine. I ignored the current rushing through my body and reminding me of the last time he touched me. How a single touch from him changed me, and made me want things I never knew I wanted.
“Where you going, Sunshine? You just got here.”
I swallowed down the rising emotion of anger and disappointment. “I never should have come.”
He pressed his warm, hard body against my back, and lowered his mouth to my ear. Twinges of need shot down my neck as his hot breath skittered across my skin. Memories of our night together smashed into me. Every touch, every breath, and every single sensation that coursed through my body when we came together, stood out brightly in my mind.
He reached up, his hand brushing my hair behind my ear, before turning me to face him. His beautiful green eyes reminded me of the waterfalls of Hawaii where they spilled over moss covered rocks, and looking into them calmed me just the same.
“But you did come here. Why?”
“I wanted to see you.” I snapped my eyes away from his. “But, now I know that was a mistake.”
“Mistakes are only what you make them to be.”
I glanced back up, cursing myself as soon as our gazes met. I fought through the raging desires streaming through my body, and reminded myself of what I had just stumbled upon only moments ago. “What does that even mean?” I questioned, not in the mood for riddles.
“Nothing has to be a mistake. It only becomes a mistake if you look at it that way.”
“Don’t try that psychological bull on me. It’s not going to work. I have a bachelor’s degree in psychology.” I pushed away from him, needing to give myself a comfortable distance to keep my head straight.
“Is that supposed to make you better than me?” he questioned.
“No!” I exclaimed, shocked he thought that was a dig because it was not what I intended. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Really? Then, what did you mean?”
Despite myself, I closed the gap between us that I created and looked back into his eyes. “I only meant that you couldn’t manipulate me.”
“What makes you think I was?”
I laughed. “You were just in there.” I waved my hand toward the building. “Doing…doing whatever you were doing, and then you thought you could come out here and pretend like you weren’t.”
The side of his mouth curled and, dammit, if it wasn’t the sexiest smirk I’d ever seen. “I’m not pretending. That’s one thing about me, Sunshine. I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not.”
He didn’t say it outright, but the insinuation in his tone pissed me off. “I’m not pretending to be someone I’m not.”
“Aren’t you?” His finger ran down the side of my pale yellow button up, stroking the roundness of my breast. “You wear these clothes and act all innocent, yet you weren’t so innocent the other night.”
“Haven’t you ever heard of the saying, ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’?”
“Oh, I have, but I know you’re just as sweet on the inside as you are on the outside.” He licked his lips, and I forced my attention to the ground.
“I have to go,” I said, turning back to the car and opening the door.
He pushed the door shut, leaving his hand on the frame, and trapping me. “But you just got here. At least have a drink with me.”
“I can’t,” I whispered.
“Can’t or won’t?”
Anger surged through me and I spun, pointing my finger at his chest. “Honestly, I can’t because you literally just had sex with two other girls.” I dropped my voice, not wanting to shout what I had to say next. I looked around to make sure no one was around. “Their fluids are still on you, and, I’m sorry, that’s disgusting. I am not going to stand here and act like that’s okay. I’m not going to go in there and have a drink with you when the entire place knows what I walked in on. So, please.
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