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Ryan.
I nudge Cole, my voice barely above a whisper, as I pass him my phone. The realization hits him as well, triggering a furrow to appear between his brows.
The question hangs heavily between us, unspoken yet reverberating in our minds: Why would Ryan, of all people, make a donation to our fundraiser?
Lost in my contemplation, the cheerful voices of my friends suddenly break through my thoughts. Ginger, Annie, and Layla approach me with infectious smiles, their laughter blending with the thumping music of the club. They're fully immersed in the vibrant party atmosphere.
"Hey, girl! What's with the serious face? This is a celebration!" Ginger exclaims, playfully nudging my shoulder as she settles next to me, drink in hand.
Annie's eyes widen with excitement as she joins in. "Yeah, shouldn't you be out there dancing with your man?”
Layla sways to the music, her movements mirroring the rhythm. "Come on, hit the dance floor!"
A flush of warmth spreads across my cheeks at their words. Part of me longs to embrace their carefree spirit, to momentarily forget the complexities that surround us. And there's Cole, sitting beside me, looking absolutely scrumptious.
He’s dressed in a sleek all-black ensemble that exudes an air of effortless coolness. His attire perfectly complements the vibrant ambiance of the club, blending with the dimly lit surroundings.
He wears a tailored black button-up shirt, its fabric hugging his form and accentuating his sculpted chest. The top few buttons are undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his tanned skin. He paired the shirt with loose-fitting black jeans, and polished black leather boots that add an edge to his already striking presence.
Every detail, from the way the fabric drapes over his broad shoulders to the slight stubble adorning his chiseled jawline, paints a picture of rugged charm and undeniable allure.
Just how beautiful is a man allowed to be?
Before I can respond, a mischievous grin spreads across Cole's face. "Actually, ladies, I think I'll steal this lady for a dance. What do you say?"
My heart flutters just as Ginger leans in close, her voice barely above a whisper. “Time for some D!" Her words send a thrill through me, acknowledging the desire whenever this man’s near. Heck, even when he’s nowhere in sight.
Without hesitation, I take Cole's outstretched hand, and together, we glide toward the pulsating dance floor.
As we step into the heart of the music, its rhythm envelops us, drowning out the noise of my swirling thoughts. We'll deal with Ryan's intentions later; for now, we're here to revel in the moment.
Our bodies move in perfect harmony, swaying and twirling to the hypnotic beat. The dance floor becomes our playground, our playful flirtation adding an electric spark to the air. The music intertwines with laughter, creating an intoxicating blend of anticipation and excitement. As we sway and spin, our bodies draw closer, teasing and tempting, igniting a fire that burns only for this fleeting moment.
The night unfolds, seamlessly carrying us into a world of rhythm and connection. At the end of it, we find ourselves back at Cole's apartment. The anticipation fills the space as we stand, breathless, gazing into each other's eyes, the air thickening with desire.
Our hands delicately trace the contours of each other’s bodies, feeling every heartbeat in unison. Time slows as our lips meet, the intensity of our kiss enveloping us in a cascade of sensations.
The room is bathed in a warm glow as gentle murmurs of pleasure escape our mouths, melding with the rhythmic music that still linger in my ears. Each touch is an exploration, an expression of the feelings that have blossomed between us.
Clothes fall away, revealing the vulnerable beauty of the man before me. Our bodies become one, entwined in a dance that transcends the limits of physicality. Caresses become whispers, soft and tender, as we explore each other. The room becomes a home for sinful sighs and gasps, a witness to the unbridled passion we’ve discovered.
A temple for the man who captured my heart.
Epilogue
Cole
Islowly wake, in no rush to open my eyes. I can still smell Amber on the sheets, still feel her hands on my body. I want to treasure it, imprint it on my memory for a few moments longer.
As someone who found himself deeply entangled in illegal activities for most of his life, genuine happiness has never been something I dared to hope for, even after I turned my life around.
With a tarnished reputation and my sister a paraplegic—an outcome directly linked to the very person responsible for it all—I convinced myself that happiness was beyond my reach, rendering any attempts to attain it futile.
Driven by an insatiable thirst for revenge, I was prepared to put my life on the line to ensure my sister's had the chance at a happy future.
But then, everything changed when I met Amber.
In a matter of days, she transformed my life with her generous heart. Thanks to the fundraiser she organized, Cheryl has a new house, outfitted just for her. It’s located within a single bus ride of the printers shop she got a job at.
