Page 180 of The Perfect Wrong


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“Never better,” he says without missing a beat.

Weird.

“You just seem... I don’t know. Kinda optimistic tonight,” I venture, though I’m not sure that’s the right word.

He smiles. “I’ve done a lot of thinking and I’m feeling damn good about the future. We’ll figure out some way to break the news about us to your old man when he comes home without him wanting to tear my head off. We’re a couple, Delia. I’m telling you and everybody else, here and now.”

My mouth falls open.

My heart sputters, falters before I can catch my breath.

His iron grip releases, and I stumble back a step, eyeing the bar. I need a break and I need freakingairafter taking all this in.

I could use a liquid distraction before I lose my mind.

“Why tonight? Why now?” I ask softly, leading him over to the bar. “Is something up?”

“Nothing you need to worry about, princess. Just all the ways I’m gonna fuck you through the floor tonight.” His smile sharpens, and that appetite in his green eyes I know too well turns them into spotlights. “You think we’re good? Just wait till you see what feeling you dancing against me for hours does before I get you alone...”

Goosebumps.

Goosebumps flipping everywhere.

I can’t resist as he moves in for another kiss.

My panties are past uncomfortably soaked, and it’s going to be a long haul to heading upstairs, or wherever the hell he plans to take me for the grand finale.

“Cordie! There you are! Is it just the costumes or do you two always do this?” Marnie’s voice darts in behind me.

I’m beet red by the time we break our kiss and turn around.

Crap.

She’s got her biggest gloat face on, staring like she just caught our whole arms down the cookie jar.

Except the cookie jar is my ass and Chris’ hands go nowhere even when she’s staring with glassy amused eyes.

“Good to see you too, Marnie,” Chris says. “We were going to save it for the dance floor, but I guess you’ve got an early preview. Here’s one more.”

I freeze as he pulls me in for another searing kiss that melts me down.

My palms slap his chest, fingernails digging at his clothes, wondering if he’s lost his mind.

But something about having Marnie watching him devour me makes the heat greater, more intense, moving through my body like lightning.

When he finally breaks away and I look up, her nasty smile is gone. She’s gawking at us like she can’t believe what she’s seeing. And Marnie doesn’t do speechless—until now.

“Holy shit. Um, I knew you guys were...but I didn’t think you were actually...wow.Wow, you’re serious.” She coughs violently before coming back to her senses. “Cordelia. You owe me a brunch date likeyesterday.Anybody got a time machine here?”

She looks around, wiping sweat from her brow.

“Let’s do that date now. Ask your questions.” Chris beams at her and doesn’t let up.

But she stares at him, her mouth open and forming different shapes, the most dumbstruck look I’ve ever seen on anyone.

I want to laugh, but he does it for me, chuckling in his rich, sexy baritone.

“...maybe later? Sorry, guys, I just realized I...I’d better see where Erik went!” She’s practicallyrunningwhen she turns away, moving as fast as her black widow vampire slayer heels will carry her.

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