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“Grayson,” she whispers.
I know I’m too close to her. I know there’s a chance someone will walk in here and see us, but I can’t step away. Her doe eyes that have been finding mine all night, her scent.That fucking scent.Her playful smile.Fuck, that smile.It’s all more than I can take.
I’ve spent all night having to watch her talk to every guy in the room but me. Now that it’s just the two of us in the kitchen, I want a minute alone with her. I want a lot more than that—it would be so easy to close the distance between us and kiss her right now. It would also cost me my balls if Jake caught us. Right now, I can’t seem to care.
“You look beautiful, Sierra,” I breathe, looking down at her. “You’re making it real hard to just befriends.”
The corners of her lips tip up in a small smile as she looks around the room, no doubt making sure we’re alone. The Sierra everyone else here knows is the most outgoing person in the room. The one cracking jokes, making everyone around her laugh. This vulnerable side to her is so different from the one she shows the rest of the world.
My eyes drop down to her mouth. Does she want me to kiss her as badly as I want to fuse my mouth to hers?
Fuck, what the hell am I thinking?
She holds my gaze and takes a step back, so her ass rests against the edge of the counter. “Thank you, but this is a bad idea. We shouldn’t be alone in here.”
“Why? Because you’re scared if you’re alone with me, you’ll remember everything about that night we spent together in Miami?”
“No,” she says in barely a whisper, trying to hide the fact that she’s just as turned on as I am.
I allow my eyes to take in every inch of her. They wander down her body to her legs before slowly climbing back up again. Her expression changes. I can tell by the way she straightens her spine, squares her hips with mine. This is the Sierra I met in Miami. She makes no move to turn away or stop me—even though we both know I’m enjoying the view. She just stands there, confidently, until my eyes reach hers.
“I think about it, Sierra. All the fucking time. I know you do too.”
Her eyes shut briefly as she inhales and then they’re back on mine again. “Grayson… I can’t think when you’re this close to me. And we’re not alone, remember? Someone will see us.”
I know I’m crossing a line right now. I know what I’m doing is stupid, reckless. But I can’t fucking stop. Being this close to her, wanting her this badly, wondering if she wants the same things too, has pushed me past my breaking point. I want a repeat with Sierra. I want one more night.
This feels like it might be the right moment to take my chance. I lean into her, my hands on either side of her on the kitchen counter.
She sucks her bottom lip under her teeth before slowly releasing it, her hands flying to my chest to apply the gentlest amount of pressure. But they don’t make a move to push me away. I wait for her to tell me to stop, but surprisingly, she allows me to cage her in. Her shallow breathing tells me that she likes me this close to her.
Sierra’s tiny hands are still flat against my chest, eyes fixed somewhere on my mouth, her pink lips parted. We’re only an inch away from each other now.
“What would happen if I kissed you right now?” I murmur, so close to her lips.
She swallows, and her hand grips the cotton of my T-shirt. My heart pounds like a drum in my chest, fast and steady, making me feel alive.
“You shouldn’t, Gray,” she whispers softly.
“That’s what I thought too, until now. But I’m tired of feeling this way. I’m over it. I’m into you.” I groan. “I think about you all the time and I think you think about me too, so, why are we fighting something that we both want?”
A small sigh escapes her. “You’re not thinking clearly—”
“I am,” I insist, interrupting her. I may be intoxicated by Sierra’s proximity, but there’s no doubt in my mind. “I know what I want… and what I want is you.”
“Gray—"
Her eyes glimmer with heat, fixed on mine. She looks nervous, but slowly that look in her eyes is replaced with the same need I feel. She wants this. My heart tightens.
She tugs me closer by my T-shirt, until my lips are only a breath away from hers.
“Sierra, are you coming with those nachos?” Jake hollers from the other room.
Sierra blinks at the sound of her brother’s voice, then pushes me away. Spell broken.
Instantly I feel shattered, my heart sinking to my stomach. “I’ll get ‘em. You stay here,” I say.
I let out a deep exhale and then give her a cheeky grin as I lean in and kiss her forehead. Reaching to the counter beside her, I quickly grab the oven mitt and still-warm pan of nachos and make a beeline for the living room before she has a chance to get mad at me.
