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Now that it’s just the two of us, Ford repositions me until I’m crushed against his front. I can’t help but inhale the scent of his woodsy cologne.
“You look fucking hot, Carina. I really hope you didn’t come here looking to get laid,” he growls in my ear before nipping the delicate flesh with his teeth. “We had a deal. Do I need to remind you that there are rules in place?”
I pull back just enough to meet his eyes. “I came to dance.”
He presses me so close that I feel the thickness of his erection against my lower belly.
“Anyone could see us,” I murmur, glancing around. There are tons of students from Western who frequent this club.
“I don’t give a damn. I just need to hold you. It drives me insane when other guys lay their hands on you.”
His possessiveness sends a sharp thrill spiraling through me, and I give into the urge, slipping my arms around his neck.
“That dress should be illegal,” he growls in my ear.
The press of his body against mine feels so damn good. It would be all too easy to lose myself in him. None of the guys I danced with made my belly flutter the way Ford does.
Always has.
His fingers splay wide across my backside, sinking into the material. “We should get out of here.”
Deep down inside, I know that leaving the club with Ford is a terrible idea.
One I’ll regret in the morning.
Instead of telling him no, I hear myself say, “Okay.”
When he pulls away, the warmth of his body disappearing, a strange sense of loss crashes over me. His larger fingers lock around mine as he tows me through the sea of gyrating people. As we leave the dance floor behind, I spot my friends at the bar. It’s a relief when none of them notice us slip away.
I’ll shoot Juliette a text and let her know that I took off, so she doesn’t worry.
I’m not ready to answer questions about Ford.
Mostly because I have no idea what to say.
Chapter Twenty
Ford
With Carina’s hand locked securely in mine, I wind my way through the crowd and head to the exit at the back of the building. I’m still pissed off about the guy who was harassing her.
It was so damn tempting to give him a beatdown that he wouldn’t soon forget, but I knew it would upset Carina and I didn’t want to go there. Even though there’ve been times in the past when I stepped in to defend her against clowns who were getting overly aggressive, I know she’s more than capable of taking care of herself. I’ve seen her in action. Back in high school, she kneed a dude before I could punch him in the face.
I’ve never been prouder of anyone in my life.
Chilled night air wafts over us as we’re swallowed up by the darkness. When the Corvette comes into sight, I click the locks before opening the passenger side door and hustling her inside the vehicle. Only then do my muscles loosen.
After rounding the hood, I slip in beside her and punch the ignition button. That’s all it takes for the sleek sports car to roar to life. And then we’re zipping out of the crowded parking lot and onto the street before heading toward campus. Carina relaxes against the plush leather as alt rock fills the cabin. Even though my gaze is trained on the ribbon of road beyond the windshield, I couldn’t be more aware of her presence.
It just feels right.
Like she belongs here with me.
My gaze flickers to the short sparkly dress and the way it rides up her thigh. A couple of inches more and I’d be able to glimpse her panties.
Fuck.
Even the thought makes me pop wood.
