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His jaw dropped.

I stood and looked up at him. I did love feeling tiny next to people. Luca wasn’t as tall as some people I’d been with, but he was tall enough I could tuck my head under his chin, which was my favorite height for a partner.

“Cat got your tongue, baby?” I purred playfully.

“No, I’m pretty sure you do.” He caught me up in a fresh kiss, hands linked at the small of my back, pressing me up against the bulge of his pants. I could taste myself on his lips and I groaned helplessly, standing on my toes to deepen the kiss. If we weren’t at a public event, I’d have dragged him to bed and fucked this sweet beta until neither of us could stand.

A knock at the door had me leaping out of my skin, heart pounding.

“Shit. Do I look okay?” I asked.

“You look perfect.” Luca smoothed my dress a bit, and I fixed up his dark brown hair so no one would guess what he’d been doing. “I’ll handle myself later. Just give me a few minutes to calm down.”

“Well, that doesn’t seem very fair.” I’d never had someone not make at least a tiny bit of fuss over not getting to finish for some reason.

Luca grinned and held up a pair of pink lacy panties he’d pulled off of me. “Let me keep these and we’ll call it an even trade.”

My laugh caught me off guard and I buried my face in my hands to muffle my giggles. “You’re a naughty boy, Luca Marino. I never would have guessed.”

He shrugged. “I’m full of surprises.”

Bastard. Now I was curious what else would surprise me. If he were anyone else, I would’ve accused him of doing that on purpose, but guile didn’t feel like it suited Luca.

Maybe I would take the time to uncover those surprises. It would be stupid. This should only be a one time thing. My life was too busy and far too complicated to even think about more. But damn if I wasn’t intrigued.

I shook the thought away. I couldn’t date someone who was so important to my friends. I was a dating disaster. The pressure for things to work out with Luca would immediately ruin it all for me and then it would make things awkward.

For both of our sakes, this couldn’t go further than tonight.

I stood on my toes and he took the hint to lean down so I could give him a quick kiss before turning toward the door. “Keep the panties. But don’t tell anyone they’re mine. See you on the dance floor?”

“I’ll be there soon. Save me a dance.”

“Will do.”

I pulled open the door, Luca angling away from sight. Meg was waiting for me.

“There you are. You okay?”

“Yeah, I just needed a little breather. Guess the champagne made me a bit sensitive to the crowds.”

A bald-faced lie, but Meg had likely consumed enough champagne herself that she wouldn’t call me on it. I leaned away from her so she wouldn’t catch Luca’s scent all over me.

“Let me go pee real quick.” I swerved around her and dashed to the bathroom, snatching up the de-scenting spray to send a billowing cloud I could twirl through to obscure Luca’s scent further.

Meg and I retreated out to the dance floor and found Nicky sipping a glass of water at one of the many tables. I was jealous the bride and groom had already departed for their night of wedded bliss because damn if I wasn’t craving my own hotel room right now so I could ride Luca into the mattress.

Instead, I dragged Nicky up to dance and got through a handful of songs with my friends and other guests before Luca finally emerged and stole me for his own dance.

His brown eyes burned with desire, but also gentle humor, as he twirled me around the dance floor. I bit my tongue when the song ended and he went to dance with Meg; a tendril of jealousy curled through me.

Fuck.

I shouldn’t have told myself I couldn’t have him.

That made him forbidden.

And that was the one thing I could never fucking resist.

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