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He grins. “Beautiful Charlotte.” He leans in a little more, our lips a breath apart. “You ready? I want you to have a clear mind for this. I’m about to show you a ten.”
I scoff, and he chuckles. The sound has my heart squeezing in my chest.
“Close your eyes, Charlie.”
“You’re not kissing me.”
“I am.”
“Spencer—”
That’s all I manage to get out before his lips press to mine. His lips are soft, and I can taste the beer on his breath. His hand remains on my cheek, and his thumb traces gently. I lean into him, wanting to be closer. Needing more. I don’t know how long it lasts, but when he pulls back, his eyes are hooded, and I’m breathing heavily.
As far as kisses go, it was pretty PG. There was no tongue involved, but I am still breathing like I’ve run a marathon.
“How was that, sweet Charlotte?” he asks softly.
It takes me a few moments to process what he’s asking me. “Four at best,” I tell him.
He places his hand that was holding my cheek against his chest over his heart. “You wound me, woman.”
I shrug as some of the fog his kiss left behind starts to clear. “Looks like you need to work on your technique,” I tell him, reaching for my drink. I slip off the stool. “Thanks for the drink.” I hold up said drink, then turn on my heel and rush back to the table.
Adeline has her nose buried in her phone, Jasper and Lorelei are standing off to the side of the dance floor talking with serious looks on their faces, and Amara and Tyler are missing. At least no one seemed to notice what just happened at the bar. That’s all I need, to explain to my sister’s friends how I let my rival kiss me, and even worse, I enjoyed it.
“Best out of three,” Spencer says, taking his seat next to mine.
“What?” I turn to look at him.
He leans in so our friends can’t hear him. “I want another kiss, Charlie. Four.” He shakes his head as if he can’t believe I’d rank him at a four.
He’s right. It was barely a kiss, and it was a solid eight, but no way will I ever tell him that. “You had your shot, big guy,” I tell him.
“Charlotte,” he growls, and I giggle.
Giggle.
Me.
Charlotte Krause does not giggle, and definitely not with this man. “Better luck next time.” I drain the rest of my drink and place the empty glass on the table. “I need the ladies’ room,” I announce and stand from the table. I don’t waste time moving through the crowd to the ladies’ room. Once inside, I lock myself in a stall and have a mini freak-out.
Spencer Pennington kissed me.
I didn’t hate it.
CHAPTERSIX
Spencer
This week has been dragging by at a snail’s pace, and it’s only Wednesday. It might have something to do with the fact that my mind is still in Florida and on the Krause sisters. I’ve texted Audrey a few times, checking on her, and she assures me she’s good.
And Charlotte, well, I can’t stop thinking about her. Fucking four. That woman is maddening. My kiss was not a four. The sexy beauty doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to get a redo, and when I do, I’m going to kiss the fucking breath from her lungs.
Despite her ridiculously low rating of our kiss, there was a kiss. Damn, her lips were soft, and the way she leaned into me. I reach down to my cock and adjust myself beneath my desk. She’s always done it for me, but I know all too well she’ll never give me the time of day. I know she never would have let me kiss her had she not been drinking. Now, all I need to do is figure out how to get her that relaxed again, so I can get another taste.
A knock on my office door pulls me out of my thoughts. “Come in,” I call out.
My administrative assistant, Cheryl, pops her head inside. “Linc is on line three.”
