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He chuckles. “Not when there is a gorgeous lady involved. Sorry.” He smiles sheepishly. “So, what is it, then? What is so bad?”
I eye him, debating what to tell this man. I can’t say too much about my situation because it will give away my age. And since I am underage…with a fake ID…drinking in a bar, I don’t need trouble, so I keep it simple. “It’s just family stuff. Asshole fathers.” I grumble.
Nate searches my face, over the top of his beer. Obviously noticing a shift in my mood, the tension in my body, he smiles. “How about we leave the deep stuff?”
I chuckle, feeling my body relax. “That’s the best thing you have said since you walked in here.”
He shifts his whole body to face me, caging me in with his muscular legs. His green eyes lock onto my blues as he leans into me. My pulse speeds up, breath hitching at his nearness. His throat bobs as he swallows his beer, my eyes track the movement. I want to run my tongue up and down his strong throat, taste him. As if sensing my thoughts, he smirks knowingly. I give my head an almost imperceptible shake, needing to gain some self-control.
“Tell me about yourself Eden? What do you do? How old are you?” he asks.
Again, I need to keep the answer simple, I will never see this guy again; he doesn’t need to know I am repeating my senior year at high school, that I am only eighteen, in here with a fake ID. “I graduated in June. Twenty-one. What about you?”
An emotion flashes in his eyes, but before I get a chance to decipher it, he smiles, but this time it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Twenty-eight and I’m an app and software developer.” I freeze, not at his age but his job. What are the chances? He is in the same line of work as Declan. I’m not about to talk abouthim though so instead, I blurt.
“You are way too hot to be a techy guy.”
He laughs, heartily before gently nudging my shoulder. “Now look who’s flirting.”
I shrug. “I doubt you are unaware of how attractive you are. Your ego is so big, I’m surprised you could get through the entrance.” I jerk my head towards said entrance.
He chuckles harder. “I like you, Eden. Straight to the point, real, don’t apologize for who you are. It’s rare in people nowadays. Especially for people in Orange County.” I bite my bottom lip; his eyes narrow in on the movement. Warmth spreads through my body, my stomach swirling in excitement. This reaction is foreign to me. I have never felt like this with a guy before. Ever.
Nate shifts his stool closer. I take a deep breath, his masculine scent invading all my senses, making me feel dizzy. “Do you live round here, Eden?”
“I do. For now,” I croak out. He moves in closer - leaving hardly anything between us -his big body dwarfing mine. His hand drops to my bare thigh, my skin prickles when he draws small circles on my skin.
“Are you cold, Eden?” He asks huskily, his hot, minty breath fanning across my face. I swallow, shaking my head. He smiles. “You know. I’ve never done this sort of thing before,” My browsfurrow in confusion. “Never hit on a woman, I mean. I’ve never had too. I know I sound egotistical but it’s the truth. They usually come to me,” He shrugs, “But you? There is something about you, you’re different.”
I roll my eyes, even though his words are doing things to me. Mainly soaking my panties. “Another one of your pickup lines, Nate?”
“Nope. Just the truth. You can’t tell me you don’t feel this connection between us? Its electric.” I search his face, only finding truth in his words. My gaze drops to my lap. He is right, there is a pull between us. I startle when his thick fingers grip my chin, lifting till I meet his eyes. The intensity in his has my breath hitching. “I want to see your gorgeous face.” He slowly moves closer, so close his lips ghost mine. “I know you don’t know me, and I don’t know you. But I think you’re really fucking sexy. I have never wanted to kiss anyone as bad as I want to kiss you. And as much as you think you don’t want this…” His hand on my thigh moves higher, “I can tell you do. Your body gives you away. I can smell your arousal from here.” He growls.
I pull my chin out of his grip, as my eyes widen in embarrassment. Can he smell my wet panties? Jesus, right now I wish I hadn’t been a Pruden. I wish I were more experienced to deal with a guy like him. He raises a brow, daring me to deny what we both know to be the truth. He is turning me on. He knows it. I know it. I stare at him, neither confirming nor denying his accusation so he continues. “I can tell by your erratic breathing. The way goosebumps coat your soft skin. You’re not cold, Eden. Your turned on,” He winks smugly. “I have a talent for reading women.” I clench my thighs at his words, my panties getting even wetter. I don’t even want to think about the puddle I will be leaving on this stool.
I have kissed boys before, but they were just that. Boys. Nate is all man. I’m not experienced like other girls my age. I am stilla virgin at eighteen. But somehow, I have gone from not wanting him to hit on me to wanting to do very naughty things with him. A stranger. I want his hand to travel higher, I want him to feel my wet panties. Hell, at this point I am about ready to let him take my virginity on this bar. I inwardly chuckle at the situation. Maybe I should do something for me. To be irresponsible. To fuck someone, I have only just met.
My tongue darts out to wet my dry lips. Nate's eyes follow the movement. I lean in, my lips resting against his. I can taste the beer. Taste the man. “And maybe I have a talent for reading assholes.” I pull back, smirking with a wink.
He barks out a laugh, the sound going straight between my legs, “Touché, Eden. But don’t kid yourself, you could cut the sexual tension with a knife right now.” I snicker. He is right, you can. It would be so easy to lose myself in him right now. Maybe I should? I do want to forget, after all and something tells me Nate could make me forget everything.
My cell buzzes breaking me from my thoughts. I snatch it off the bar, groaning at the name on the screen. A message from Declan, demanding I get home now. I furiously type a message back before pulling up my Uber app.
“Everything okay?” Nate asks. I click on my ride and push my cell into my shorts pocket before turning to Nate.
“Yeah, I gotta get back. Family stuff.” I shrug. Pushing to a stand, I get ready to make my exit. “Thanks for the drink Nate.” I don’t give him a chance to respond, turning on my heel, I make my way to the door. Just as I step outside, a big hand wraps around my elbow. I turn, jaw clenched - ready to shout at whoever dared to touch me - when my eyes lock with emerald ones that have somehow become familiar.
“At least let me wait with you. It’s getting dark, you don’t know what weirdos are about,” Nate rasps.
I cock a brow. “You mean apart from you?”
He chuckles, shaking his head as he leads me to the sidewalk. After a long beat of silence, Nate speaks. “I know I said I wouldn’t hit on you, but can I at least get your number?” I look up at him with a smirk.
“Your tenacity is admirable Nate.”
He smiles, something that looks a lot like determination flashes in his eyes. Grabbing my hand, he pulls me towards the alley at the side of the building. I should be afraid. Should scream for help. But I don’t do any of that as excitement course through me. “Where are we going?” He doesn’t answer but flashes me a smile. Coming to an abrupt stop, he backs me up until my back hits the wall, his big arms caging me in.
“Tell me to stop if you don’t want me to kiss you?” he whispers, searching my face. My head spins, this is all happening so fast. But as I look at him, I know I don’t want him to stop. I want him to kiss me.
