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“I’m not kissing you. I’d lose the bet.”
“No, the bet was that you’d be begging me to fuck you by the end of our time together. Which apparently, just extended to a week in romantic Hawaii. A show kiss isn’t you begging.”
“Fine.” She plasters a fake smile and is about to lean over to give me a chicken peck on the lips. That’s not going to fly—with me or them.
So instead, I grab her hips and jerk her up. The room erupts in hoops and hollers and yelling for us to kiss.
Her eyes light with fire as if to say, you wouldn’t dare.
Oh, honey, you have no idea how far I would dare.
I dip her back away from the room. And then I lower my head over hers. My hand is running up the side of her smooth black dress that clings to her full hips and breasts. She should be wearing white, not black, but no one argues when it’s Millie we are talking about. She’s my sweet, bossypants.
She licks her lips, waiting for the kiss, but she doesn’t close her eyes, which excites me even more. She doesn’t play by the rules. She likes to watch.
“Are you going to kiss me or not?” she dares me.
I lower my lips, and she parts hers, preparing for more than a chicken peck.
I stop just short. Our lips are so close that if I’m not careful, they’ll collide. But I’m very careful. I don’t want the first kiss I remember with this woman to be in front of a crowd. I want our first kiss to be because she’s begging for it.
Instead of kissing her, I breathe my hot breath into her mouth.
“I won’t kiss you, sweetheart, until you beg me to. Which based on how fast you’re breathing and how hard your heart is thumping, is going to be very soon. And once I kiss you, you’ll be begging for more.”
I run my hand through her hair, messing up her hair just enough for everyone to believe that we’ve kissed, and then I pull her up.
Millie bites on her bottom lip and blushes as the crowd cheers. Oh, my dear sweet Millie, I’m going to enjoy getting you back into my bed.
10
Millie
The brunch was hell. Going on a honeymoon is going to be like burning in an inferno. Resisting Sebastian to win a bet and keep my pride is going to be unbearable.
The hotel had our bags brought to this room, so Sebastian and I have been spending the last hour getting ready before our flight and avoiding each other. Well, I’ve been avoiding him. He’s been as obnoxious as possible, trying to get me to fuck him in this bed before we leave.
Not going to happen.
And as beautiful as this hotel is, if I was going to use my one night in the sack with Sebastian, I wouldn’t use it now, I’d wait until I get to Hawaii.
Nope—get those thoughts right out of my head. Sebastian and I are not happening. I’m not fucking him again. The first time was a mistake. If I fucked him again, it would mean I’m a screwup. And I finally have my life together. I’m not going to let a man take me down a dark path again.
I pull the zipper on my backpack after changing into my own clothes of shorts and a tank top.
My phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out, expecting Oaklee to be calling with more details about my honeymoon. She’s my closest friend. She lived with me. I don’t know how she thinks Sebastian and I have been having a secret relationship for months now. She’s delusional if she thinks Sebastian and I belong in the same room, let alone married to each other.
I freeze when I see the text isn’t from Oaklee.
An unknown number flashes on the screen.
No.
No.
NO.
This can’t be happening. I was free. I was…
