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We reminisce about Silverbell Shore.
We drink, boy-o-boy do we drink. I can’t remember the last time I drank this much but I have to say, after how my evening started, it’s turned out to be pretty awesome and that’s due to the phenomenal woman sitting next to me.
The bartender announces last call and I’m not ready to end the evening, so I do something stupid, again. I open my mouth with a proposal that I hope she agrees to. “Calliope, do you want to continue this up in my room?”
Without missing a beat, she nods. “I’d love that.”
We order a bottle of red for her and since I have my scotch upstairs, I just grab a clean glass. With our drinks in hand, we make our way up to my floor and the forbidden.
Entering the room, she walks over to the window and pulls the curtains back. “Oh. My. God, you can see the park and The Plaza from here. I’ve always wanted to stay at The Plaza.”
“You have?” I ask, smiling at her excitement.
“Yep, ever since I sawHome Alone 2when I was little I’ve wanted to stay there.”
“You should treat yourself one weekend.”
“Maybe I will. Just need to find someone to spend a weekend there with. It’s not like I need to sightsee, and it would be a waste to have a huge bed like that to myself.”
Her words stir something inside of me and I get the urge to growl ‘me’ but I know I can’t. She’s Garrick’s daughter and as it is, if he ever found out about The Nirvana Lounge and this booze-filled evening, he’d kill me.
Needing to change this topic of conversation, I focus on getting us another round of drinks. Picking up the bottle from before, I pour myself a glass. Walking over to Calliope, who’s still gazing out of the window, I take the wine bottle from her grasp. My fingers brush hers and her breath hitches. Surely, she didn’t feel what I felt but from the way she’s looking at me now, I know for a fact she did.
“Mr. H,” she breathlessly purrs.
“Calliope,” I whisper back.
We stare at one another and for once in my life, I want to let loose. I want to do something reckless. Something for me. I know what I’m about to do is wrong and crosses so many lines, but fuck the consequences. Before my brain can catch up, I think with my dick and step toward her. I grip her cheeks in my palms and press my lips to hers.
ChapterFourteen
Kane Heatherington is kissing me.
His tongue is in my mouth.
His hand is on my ass.
My boobs are squished against his chest.
Holy
Fucking
Shit
I’m kissing Kane Heatherington.
I must be in a coma and I’m dreaming because this isn’t reality, it can’t be, but it’s true. His lips are pressed against mine and our tongues are tangoing in each other’s mouths. This is wrong. So wrong. The mistake of all mistakes but I’ve already made many mistakes in my life, why not add to the list?
To be honest, I don’t care because kissing him feels like home. I know I won’t regret this come morning. So I give myself over to him and this amazing as hell kiss, secretly hoping that it will turn into more since we’re now in the privacy of his room. We’re already in the danger zone, we may as well smash through it now, but as quick as the kiss starts, it ends.
Mr. H pulls away from me.
Regret is written all over his beautiful, bearded face. He rests his forehead against mine and sighs heavily. When he dejectedly whispers my name, “Calliope,” my heart drops and shatters into a million pieces.
The urge to flee overwhelms me, pushing him away from me, I murmur, “I … I have to go.” Stepping around him, I grab my purse off the bed and leave. “Stupid, Cali, stupid, stupid, Cali,” I mumble to myself as I hurriedly walk to the elevator.
Thankfully, as soon as I push the call button the doors open. Stepping in, I turn around and when I look up, I see Mr. H standing in the hallway. We stare at one another, both of us look like shit and are breathing heavily. He steps forward but fate is on my side and the doors begin to close. With our eyes locked on one another, he runs his fingers through his hair and pulls, in frustration? Anger? Sadness? I’m not sure but what I do know is that he mouths the word “Fuck,” clearly upset. Well, me too, buddy, me fucking too.
