Page 138 of Play Dirty

“Don’t,” I snapped automatically, even though no one had said anything yet.

Too late.

Sebastian noticed immediately.

“Well that’s—”

“Don’t,” I repeated.

Ares stood up slowly in front of me, snow sliding off him. His eyes weren’t laughing anymore.

That was the second warning.

I felt it immediately — my breath catching in my throat, my body reacting before I could stop it.

“Okay,” I said, taking a small step back. “We should probably go inside before—”

Sebastian hit me again with another snowball. I yelped.

“You are unbelievable—”

And with that, I slipped. One second I was upright. The next, the snow gave out from under me and I went down hard—

Straight into Ares.

He caught me again. Too late to stop it. Just enough to control it.

I landed against him, chest to chest, both of us still for a second too long. My hands braced against his. His hands were on my hips.

Everything… paused.

The storm howled around us, wind whipping snow sideways. But inside that moment—

Nothing moved.

Then everything did.

Our lips crashed together — hard, sudden, inevitable. We kissed full on, mouths moving, tongues dancing as we clutched each other.

And all of it — in full view of the others.

“Get a room,” Sebastian laughed.

“I have a room,” I answered, breaking the kiss. “You guys just keep inviting yourselves into it.”

“You got a problem with that?” asked Grayson.

I paused for a moment and shook my head.

“Not even a little bit.”

A pair of strong hands lifted me up, extracting me from Ares. A moment later, all new lips were being pressed against mine.

Sebastian.

He kissed me so hard he stole my breath away. Not that I had much breath to being with.

Holy shit.