Page 128 of Pretty Twisted Games


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We danced like that for a long time, wild and chaotic, until the music changed, replaced by a slow beat. The mood shifted to sensual, sexy, and tantalizing. Rook pulled me closer, his arms wrapping around my waist, his fingers tightening into my skin. And then we were dancing together, his chest warm against mine, his lips pressing against my cheek, kissing it softly.

I opened my eyes in a dreamlike haze, my head tilting upwards, watching him as he watched me. His eyes were half-way lidded, like he, too, was drunk on the energy. He slid his hands up under my shirt, his fingers gripping my ass, sending a tingle up my spine. My lips parted, the breath between us mingling, the world around us falling away as we danced, the two of us the only people in the crowded club.

The loneliness I’d felt earlier dissipated, replaced by a burning sensation filling my chest.

Despite everything, I was hungry for more, starving for all things Rook.

“Kiss me,” I breathed, my lips burning with my desire.

His eyes went to them, his tongue brushing against his own. And then he was bending down, the scruff of his stubble rough against my skin as he rubbed his cheek against mine. His eyes closed, his voice a deep husk, “I want to.”

“Then do it.” I was pressing into him, my hands clasped around his neck, a thrill shooting through me as his whiskers burned my skin. He grabbed my leg, hiking it up over his hip, yanking me upwards until we were eye to eye. “I don’t know if I should.” For the first time, his voice was uncertain, his gaze open and vulnerable.

“Why?” My heart was pounding along with the music, seeing this new side to him.

“Because. I’m too old for you.”

“And yet, you brought me here to dance with you.”

“I gave you alcohol. You’re not yourself.”

“It’s worn off by now.”

“I’m…I’m afraid.”

My lips parted in surprise at the admission. “Of what?”

His throat bobbed with doubt. “I’ll corrupt you. Your dad would be ashamed of me.”

“My dad would’ve loved you.” At this, he glanced away, and once again, I wondered about Rook’s involvement in my family. At the secrets they’d obviously been keeping.

“I’m supposed to protect you, not seduce you,” he finally said.

“You are protecting me.”

“By bringing you here?”

“By taking me into your home, even when you didn’t want to.” It hurt to say the words, knowing that they’d forced his hand.

“Truth is, I wanted to,” he contradicted, his gaze burning into me.

“Then why did you turn me away?”

“Because I—” he glanced away, his throat bobbing once more as he stared out at the dancing crowd. The song changed and a wave of energy went up from the crowd as the beat became faster. His jaw tightened, his eyes flashing as he looked back at me. “Because I wanted you too much.”

Wordlessly, I stared at him in surprise, feeling his chest pressed against mine as he inhaled a deep breath. Was he telling me the truth? Or was he trying to placate me?

Only one way to find out.

I leaned upwards, pressing my lips to his.

They were surprisingly soft but firm. He didn’t react and, for a moment, panic struck.

I froze, my heart kicking up more, fear seizing me.

He wasn’t going to kiss me back.

Then his eyes closed, a low groan pulling from his throat, his arms tightening around my waist as he gave in.

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