Page 48 of Scarred

My hands snake around her waist, bringing her flush against me. Her head falls back against my shoulder as we sway to the music, wrapped up in our own cocoon. She moves her hips in a way that has my dick straining against my pants.

There’s no doubt she feels it as it rubs against her ass every time she presses further into me. Her hand reaches up, and she sinks her fingers into my hair. My palm skims down the side of her dress until I’m gripping her bare thigh.

She moans softly, and I hang on every little sound and movement she makes, wanting to remember this moment when I’m lying in bed later tonight.

We stay in our little world, locked together until the music fades, bringing us back to the flashing lights and high energy of the crowd, breaking the spell we were just under.

Connor comes back to dance with Luna, and I watch from a distance. I can still feel her touch on my skin, and every curve of her body pressed against mine.

Her eyes keep wandering to mine like she can’t resist the pull any more than I can. It seems we both are headed for a head-on collision, and neither one of us knows how to hit the brakes.

I don’t feel right leaving her, so I stay until they finally head over in my direction to call it a night.

“I’m taking Lu home. I can tell when she’s at her limit with alcohol. She giggles at everything and becomes handsy.” Connor laughs when Luna playfully pushes him.

“I do not,” she giggles before attaching herself to his arm.

“I rest my case,” he chuckles.

“How are you getting home?” I frown.

“Reserving an Uber,” Connor says, holding up his phone.

“No need. I’ll drive you back.” I won’t sleep until I know she’s safely home. God knows how long an Uber will take at this hour to reserve a ride back to Crystal Isle, and I don’t trust most drivers on the road at this time of night.

Or any drivers at any time, for that matter.

“No,” Luna says, shaking her head. “We are way out of your way. You need to get back to Scarlett.”

“She’s sleeping and doesn’t even know I’m gone. She’s safe with Mae.” I ignore the funny feeling in my chest and how it does something to me that she thought of Scarlett over her own needs.

“Still…it’s a thirty-minute drive there and back.” Her green eyes want to swallow me whole as she peers up at me with concern about putting me out. Her face is flushed from dancing, and parts of her hair are damp and slightly curled from the heat of this room.

She’s beautiful.

There is no other way to describe her.

Clearing my throat, I look at Connor, and he gives me a look that clearly says,

You’re fucked.

Tell me something I don’t know.

“I’m taking you,” I say, with finality as I start leading the way to push us through the crowd. I search for Hayes and Foxx, but I can’t find them anywhere. I’m sure wherever they are, females are involved, and they won’t even notice I left.

The crowd pushes us apart, and I end up reaching behind me to take Luna’s hand. Her fingers intertwine with mine like it’s the most natural thing in the world.

After getting my jacket, we step outside.

The cold air feels good against my hot skin as the slight breeze lifts my damp hair. It was an inferno in there, and for the first time since arriving, I feel like I can breathe. I notice Luna wrapping her arms around herself as goosebumps appear on her bare arms.

“Here,” I say, draping my suit jacket over her shoulder.

“Thank you,” she says softly, pushing her arms through and holding it closed with her hands.

It’s big on her and practically swallows her up, but something about seeing her in my clothes makes me want to get her out of all clothes, period.

I shake the thought away and give my dick the memo that it’s not happening tonight.