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No. Slow.Down.
I’ve never been so torn in my life.
I want to plaster her up against a door, hike up her princess dress, slip inside her, and fucking lose myself. But at the same time, I want to go slow. To savor. Worship. Devour.
Have I ever wanted any of those things before?
The kiss is chaste—innocent—and my dick grows harder. I’m so lost I’m drowning in her, and nothing else exists.
A flash goes off and I loosen my hold on Avery, stepping back to give myself a little room to think. To breathe.To wonder what the fuck happens next.
Marley’s nowhere in sight and I couldn’t care less. Actually, I’m so fucking stunned about what the fuck just happened I barely register anything. People mill around, but I don’t pay attention to any of them.
What the fuck was that kiss?
I don’t even register Avery slipping away until she’s gone.
Shit.
I need to talk to her, to explain. She probably thinks I used her to get back at an ex, which isn’t exactly the case. I mean, I guess I was using her a little, but I didn’t expect it to go that far.
I didn’t expect to feel… anything.
This is what I get for acting impulsively, for not using my brain.
I turn around in the crowd, searching, hoping to find a glimpse of Avery so I can explain. Apologize. Drop to my damn knees and beg for forgiveness. I’m not sure I understand, but I don’t like the thought of her being mad at me, or worse—disappointed.
She’s vanished, and the clock hasn’t even struck midnight.
I swear I see a hint of blue running up the stairs toward the exit, but when I turn that way, it’s gone.
Avery’s gone.
Bollocks.
Now I know how Prince Charming felt.
CHAPTER SIX
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
Foster kissed me.
He fucking kissed me.
I can’t breathe. I definitely can’t stand next to him and pretend like that didn’t happen, because it did. It fucking did.
That kiss was better than any kiss I’ve ever had.
I forgot where I was,whoI was, and for a moment, I forgot what spurred that kiss.
But the second that camera flashed and Foster pulled away, I came to my senses. I remembered.
And I fled.
There was the gorgeous blonde, and I thought… I thought he was picking her up for the night, and then he told her I was his girlfriend.
Me.
