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“I’ll be there,” I tell her quickly. Emotion moves through me so swiftly that I can barely keep myself from yelling out the words. I want to be at his awards program, I want to take part in everything that happens with him.
“Good,” she says with a smile, stepping into me.
“Good,” I tell her, holding myself so solid that it’s almost painful.
She’s killing me.
“Do you ever wonder, Gavin?”
“Wonder what, Moonbeam?”
“What it would be like to kiss me after all these years?”
“Luna—”
“Because I’ve been wondering what it would be like to kiss you, Gavin,” she whispers, and I shouldn’t do this. I shouldn’t give in because I know she’s drunk. I should remind her we have kissed. I should remind her that she is dating Kingston. I should do anything but take advantage of the situation.
I should, but I just can’t stop myself.
“Then kiss me, Moonbeam,” I tell her, and when she steps into me, stands up on the tips of her toes to press her lips to mine, I’m lost…
Luna
I’m going to hell.
I’d never be brave enough to do this fully sober. I’m not that drunk. I know Gavin’s kissed me. I know I’m playing with fire. I just don’t seem to care. As I press my lips to his, I feel his arms go around me and that gives me courage more than anything else could. My tongue slips into his mouth, and I can’t help but groan at the tangy flavor that is and always has been Gavin. If you were to ask me to describe it, I probably couldn’t. The closest I can come is that kissing Gavin always tastes a little… wicked. It’s dirty, raw, and I know it’s probably something I shouldn’t be doing. It always has been, but it’s something that I never want to stop.
His tongue wraps around mine, taking control and I let him. It’s not because I’m weak, it’s merely because I love when Gavin is in control. As he takes possession of my mouth, I let my hand slide under his shirt, my fingers teasing the skin of his stomach and farther up along his ribs and chest. He’s warm, almost hot to the touch and my reservations dissolve as he continues to explore my mouth. Our kiss becomes one of hunger, exploration, and desire. My knees go weak, refusing to hold me up completely, and I lean onto Gavin heavily, loving how safe and desired I feel in his arms.
“Luna,” he groans, the sound of my name on his lips as he breathes raggedly, his fingers tangled in my hair, gives me courage. I push his shirt up higher, growling in frustration when he doesn’t help me get it over his head. “Moonbeam, we can’t, you’re not sober enough to make this decision,” he rasps, his lips sliding down my neck and he kisses me there. I tilt my head to give him easier access, whimpering because I still can’t get rid of his shirt.
“I’m sober enough to know I want more,” I purr against his skin as I kiss up to his pecs, taking his nipple in my mouth and sucking on it hard, capturing it between my teeth and biting.
“Fuck,” he hisses and something about the way he says that word, his voice full of need—need I created—makes my core tremble. I feel my inner muscles spasm and clench, as wetness slides against my panties, and the inside of my thighs. “You’re killing me, Luna,” he says as I move my tongue over his nipple, soothing it as I move my hand down to palm his hard erection through his jeans. I squeeze it gently, the hard firmness of his cock setting me on fire even more than I already am.
“Quit denying us both, Gavin. You want me.”
“I’ve always wanted you,” he grits, biting hungrily at my lips.
“Then, give in. I’ll beg if you want me to,” I moan, trying to unbutton his pants.
“We should talk first, Luna,” he says, but I can tell he’s weakening and for some reason that makes me feel powerful.
His hand moves over mine and stops me from undoing his pants. I look up at him and his eyes are glued on me.
“If we do this there’s no going back, Luna.”
I swallow, knowing my next decision is momentous, knowing that my entire future good and bad hinges on this one moment.
“Maybe the truth is, Gavin, this is the only decision we have. There was no going back the moment you stepped foot back in Stone Lake.”
“You have to be sure, Moonbeam. I won’t let you go a second time.”
His words should scare me. Hell, they should petrify me. Instead, they somehow wrap around me and solidify my decision. I have no idea what is going to happen, but I know that giving Gavin another chance is the right decision for me—no matter how crazy it might seem to anyone else. I gave him my heart all those years ago. I had his son and I grieved his loss as if he died and still, there’s a part of me that has always loved him. That’s the true reason I’ve never truly moved on. Somehow, accepting that truth is freeing.
