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When disappointment rose, pushing at the walls of my chest, I shoved it down and slid my hand from Evan's loose grasp.
Noticing my single-minded interest in their friend, two of the others grumbled and turned for the bar, but Golden Boy's hooded eyes had yet to shift from my legs. I dug my teeth into my lip, battling the rising tide of irritation his lingering stare produced.
Don't do it, Liss. Don't punch the dude.
Evan shuffled on his feet, dipping his head with an awkward cough.
Refusing to overthink my actions, I murmured, “Wanna see my bedroom, Ev?”
Poor guy almost swallowed his tongue, choking out a garbled response as his head drew up. “Uh... yeah.” His voice broke on the word.
My mind jumped in with a dispute, and my livid heart thumped against my rib cage—the way it had each time I'd propositioned a guy.
I hadn't listened those times; I didn't intend to now.
Leon wouldn't debate whether to take a girl home. He'd be balls deep before a single doubt entered his head, then sneaking out of her bedroom a few hours later.
And I'd yet to actually have sex with another person.
I brought them back… kissed them, touched them. And then I shut down.
And it was fucking crazy.
Crazy that I even thought about Leon. Crazy that I still wanted him. And crazy that he was affecting my life when I was doing my damnedest to forget he existed.
Grabbing Evan's moist hand again, I pulled him behind me.
Golden Boy emerged from his trance to announce, “Ho, ho! Ev's scored! He's gonna tap that ass for su... hey, where the fuck did everyone go?”
I set my jaw, shaking my head.
“Hey, um... you sure about this?” Evan said from behind me as we emerged into a puddle of light on the sidewalk.
“Yes.” No.
Yes.
My phone vibrated in my pocket three times as we paced the short distance to Fletcher Building, hiking up three sets of stairs and down a narrow hallway without saying a word.
I opened the door and pushed into
the room, slamming it shut behind us and shoving Short Guy against it. When I grabbed his hair in my hands, I tried not to focus on the fact I didn't have to rise to reach his mouth as I fitted my lips to his. Instead, I squeezed my lids closed and worked to erase a set of playful blue eyes and the stroke of tender fingers from my memory with each pass of my lips.
But a frustrated growl tore from me, my hands fisting in this random guy's hair when Leon's face swam before my closed eyes. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to stop or keep going and pretend it was Leon I was kissing.
“Hey, hey… wait.”
Gentle hands closed around my wrists.
When I flicked my lids open, curious green eyes awaited mine and my features twisted into a scowl. I'd rather this kid just close his eyes and enjoy the ride. But his soft gaze filled with empathy as he assessed me, putting me under a microscope.
The tempo of my heartbeat escalated. He was trying to crack me open, but he didn't know how hard I was working to keep everything inside. I wasn’t interested in confronting any of it.
What part of running didn't people understand?
I didn't want to stop. I couldn't stop.
When I went blindly for his lips again, Evan grasped my shoulders and eased me away, moving until he caught my eyes and I could no longer escape his gaze.
