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He leans down, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. I feel my mouth water. I want those lips on mine.
As if sensing my thoughts, he pulls back from me to regard me one last time before pulling my lips to his.
The rough brick grinds against my back as he pushes me against the wall. His hands thread through my thick curls and tug my hair at the root. It makes me moan. I grab at the front of his shirt, pulling him closer to me, aligning our hips so our bodies are flush with each other.
He groans into my mouth, parting from our kiss to cup my face again. Both of us pant as if we’ve just come back from running a marathon.
His dark eyes capture mine again. “You have nothing to fear. Everything will be just fine.”
He completely untangles himself from me before I can say anything else. My heart sinks as he begins to move away, his gaze locked with mine for a long moment before turning around and walking down the alleyway.
I jump when the back door opens again. Etta’s head pops out.
“There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you. What are you doing out here?”
I shake my head at her and turn to look back down the alley at my dark stranger. Etta catches me staring and swings herself around the door.
“Who isthat?”
“I have no idea. I didn’t get his name.”
CHAPTERFOUR
Iwake up hungover as hell, wincing at the blasted headache, barely remembering anything that happened the night before. I slowly sit up and look around, trying to figure out how I got home and where Etta was.
I remember I’d taken shots with Etta. Then I’d been sent that drink that almost choked me to death. After that…
My eyes widen.
The stranger in the alley.
Ourkiss.
I slap a hand over my mouth, still feeling the burn of his lips on mine. My heart thumps in my chest, thinking about the way his body molded to mine and how his hands explored my waist.
I bite my lip and lay back down on my bed. I can feel the heat at my core, making me rub my thighs together. I needed more.
I slip a hand down my belly and to the hem of my panties, slipping the tips of my fingers under them to—
Just then, a knock at my door has me ripping my hand back.
My mother, Gia, storms in. “Up, up! Big day ahead, Antonella!”
I wince when she claps her hands together. Why does she have to be soloud? She knew Etta and I went drinking last night.
Speak of the devil.
Etta wanders into my room with an icepack clutched to her head. I sit up again slowly, watching my friend closely while my mother flits around the room.
When I catch Etta’s attention, I mouth silently, “Did you sleep here?”
She only shrugs at me, wincing as she does so. That makes me squint. What didthatmean? Did she goto someone's houseand sneak in before anyone was awake?
The thought makes me blush and my mind immediately returns to my dark stranger.
Both Etta and I stay as discreet as possible while my mother invites more people into my room. They sprint back and forth from the door, getting ready for the ceremony that’s happening in less than three hours.
Leo, my tabby cat, wanders in somberly through the rush, as if sensing I need him. He jumps onto the bed and curls into my lap, comforting me. He’s the one thing I’m going to miss from this house. The only living thing to keep me company while I cried myself to sleep for nights on end.
