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“Never mind. I’ll just go to the restroom.”
Faster than light, Dash grabs my wrist and I collide against the wall. He cages me in while resting his bent elbow on either side above my head. Cupping my chin, he tilts my face so I can’t look away and feral eyes connect with mine.
Roughly grazing my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb, he growls, “You will walk just like this into that room. With me on your arm and my cum dripping from your tight pussy. So when they all look at you, they’ll know, once and for all, that you’re claimed.”
My retort dies on my lips when he steals them in a hard, drugging kiss.
Until I forget my own name.
My legs feel like Jell-O and my head dizzy when he pulls back and I sway closer to him. Then intertwining our fingers, he guides us and we enter the room as he promised.
Him on my arm and his cum sliding down my thighs.
Every step, reminding me of the ache he left behind.
***
“Well don’t you look freshly fucked?” says Rosa, appearing on my side like a genie out of its lamp.
“Could you be any louder?” I hiss, glaring at her. I’m already struggling not to run from the way every pair of eyes are watching Dash and I covertly, sneaking glances before whispering behind their palms. I certainly don’t need my best friend giving them juicy ammunition to gossip about.
Ignoring me, she smirks at Dash, who is fighting off his own. Rosa casually takes a sip from her drink before commenting, “You made quite a scene, lover boy.”
“I tend to live a scandalous life, in case you haven't noticed.”
I side-eye the alcohol in her hand suspiciously when she laughs. Yes. My grumpy best friend laughs. “Why are you both suddenly joking around like friends?”
“Don’t be jealous, wifey,” Dash teases, tapping my scrunched nose playfully. “You know you’re the only one who can make me laugh.”
“It’s true,” says Rosa, who has suddenly turned chatty tonight. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen lover boy smile unless he’s staring at you.”
Meanwhile, I’m trying not to blush harder than I already am. His intense gaze softens ever so slightly and I have to calm my racing heart that wants to melt into a puddle at his feet. I’m so lost in him that I miss a very drunk Iris heading our way until it’s too late.
“Oh my god, Bee! You did it. You told Dash you’re falling for him.”
Ground. Swallow me, please.
First, babies, and now this. I’m continuously making a fool out of myself. From the corner of my eye, I catch Rosa tug a blubbering Iris away and leaving us alone. When I hesitantly meet an extremely quiet and very still Dash, I expect amusement waiting for me.
Instead, tender and yearning green eyes stare back at me.
He looks like a broken boy yet hopeful, like I’m the lifeline he was searching for. There’s no other words to describe it. I recognize it because I felt the same way until he came alone.
Until he made me believe in love again.
“Is it true?” he hoarsely whispers.
“Yes.”
His chest heaves as though he’s struggling to breathe and with that same unbelievable and fascinating look eclipsing his pupils. Doesn’t he really not believe he’s lovable? Has nobody ever told him they love him?
“You’re falling for me, kitten?”
“I am, Dash.” I smile, cupping his cheeks. “So are you going to catch me?”
“Always.”
I rise and meet his lips halfway in a kiss that is both a vow and a promise. The kiss, nothing like the ones in the past. It’s slow like we have all the time in the world. It’s loving when two broken hearts mend. It’s everything.
