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The house is incredible. It looks like an Old Money New England mansion with a slate roof, white walls, manicured lawn, and lots of columns holding up the various roof peaks. Dozens of windows peer out at the incredible landscape.
Before I can open the door, Gareth grabs me by the arm and pulls me over to him.
“What are—” My protest is drowned by his mouth pressed up to mine.
I yelp slightly in alarm. Why the hell is he kissing me out of nowhere? Why the hell is—
But oh, god, it feels good, it feelsreallygood.
His tongue is liquid heavy. His lips are soft, lush, dreamy. His grip on my body tightens as I melt into his embrace, forgetting for just a second that this isn’t real.
Because itfeelsreal.
It feels so real. A sharp spike of excitement bursts down into my core, and Iwantthis kiss. I want it badly, want it to keep going. I wrap my fingers through his hair, pulling the back of his head, tightening my grip. I let out one of thosewhimpersI will absolutely swear doesn’t exist when this is over because I can’t help myself.
Gareth kisses like a dream.
He kisses me like I’ve always wanted to be kissed.
Like I’m the only woman in the world worth kissing at all.
Slowly, it breaks apart. He stares at me. I’m breathless, dizzy with his taste. A smirk breaks across his lips as his forehead presses to mine for one brief moment.
“They’re watching,” he whispers.
The spell shatters into pieces.
Right.
Of course.
He kissed me for show—not because he wanted it.
This isn’t real.Our relationship is a sham.
Except for one sparkling moment, itfeltreal.
It felt good.
One incredible second. The length of one kiss.
“Who?” I manage to say.
“Orin and his wife, Molly. Are you ready?”
“Got it. Orin and his wife.” I take a deep breath. “I’m ready.”
Except I’m not.
Because no amount of discussion, no long nights spent talking, no daydreaming could have ever prepared me for this.
Not for the feeling that crawled into my stomach the moment he kissed me, or for the massive beach-front property, or for the smell of sand and sea in the air, or for this nervous feeling pulsing into my toes.
I want to scream.
Mostly I want to kiss him again.
But most of all, I wish my apartment hadn’t burned down, I wish my parents hadn’t used my college fund, and I wish Cait were here to help me out.
