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My heart broke for him. “I’m so sorry, Tristian. I … I had no idea.”
“Can’t imagine you would, but I don’t need or want your pity.”
“It’s not pity, Tristian. It’s compassion.”
“It’s bullshit, and I don’t need it.”
Unable to stop myself, I asked, “What happened to them?”
“You wanted me to tell you something I’ve never told anyone, and I did. Two things, actually, so no more questions.”
“For how long?”
“Until the next time you piss me off.”
“Well, that could be in like five seconds.”
He hid back a smile, aware I was teasing him by trying to lighten the mood for a second. I’d take what I could get from him. I was surprised he even told me that much. If I thought my feelings for him were confusing before, his confession only added to the emotions I wasn’t prepared for. That night was the first time I’d learned how complex Tristian Hawkins truly was.
Except, it didn’t end there.
In one swift motion, he leaned in close to my mouth and rasped, “I’m going to kiss you now.”
With parted lips, I watched as his mouth pecked mine.
Slowly.
Softly.
He kissed me for the first time.
All the fight in me was gone as if it was never there to begin with.
His lips were smooth.
His scent was intoxicating.
It was the most overwhelming yet consuming feeling I’d ever felt in my entire life.
My heart drummed so fast.
So intense.
So needy for him.
When my body went lax, he sought out my tongue while pulling me closer to him with his hand on the nook of my neck. No words could come close to describing what was happening between us at that moment. The sensations he stirred matched my emotions with each stroke of his tongue.
A soft moan escaped my lips as my tongue touched his, leaving me breathless and wanting more. Incoherent thoughts ran rampant through my mind. Nothing made sense. However, at that moment, I didn’t care. I fell for whatever spell he’d put me under. Loving the way he tasted.
My core clenched.
My chest heaved.
My heart…
It beat for him, exactly how he intended it to.
From that day forward, he’d have this hold over me I couldn’t control nor deny. All that mattered to me was how much he’d let me into his life. Tristian became this addiction I couldn’t stop. I knew he was bad for me, but there was no denying the connection we shared.
