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But funnily enough, she makes no attempt to get out of my hold.Damn.
“Nice. I get it, and you should know.” I slide my finger under her chin and tilt her head up so she has no choice but to look at me. “You try to hide it, but when you let your guard down, you’re pretty dazzling yourself, you know.”
“I don’t think so.” She tries to wriggle free, and I loosen my grip but not enough for her to easily walk away. “Could you, uh, send me those pictures so I can send one to Fallon?”
“Absolutely, but she doesn’t need pictures of us.” I wink and lower my voice. “I’ll send them to you when we’re done here, but we aren’t done.”
She looks up at me. “We aren’t?”
“No. From what you said earlier—”
“Forget I said anything.”
“Not a chance. All I want to say is, just because others don’t see you or make time for you doesn’t mean you aren't important or special. That you don’t shine.”
Her breath hitches and eyes darken as she leans her head in toward mine. I desperately want to kiss her again, but this time will be different. It will mean something.
None of the uncomfortable moments from our earlier time together are enough of a deterrent. I bend my head and lick my lips in anticipation of her taste. Our lips are a whisper apart, and she surprises me by making the first move.
Leighton brushes her lips against mine so slowly, hands holding my face. Both of us part our lips, the tips of our tongues dueling for the lead, and I moan into her mouth. She echoes the sentiment but pulls back and drops her grip on my head.
Damn, so sweet but not enough. She must know how evil she is right now. Teasing me like this. But if she needs slow, that’s what I’ll give her.
Her breath mingles with mine, and I ready to make the move, to kiss her, when a man’s voice calls from somewhere near the front door.
“Honey, I’m home.”
Surprised, Leighton springs from my grasp like she’s been burned or caught doing something she shouldn’t.
Before I can ask who’s here or if she’s all right, a dark-haired man confidently prances into the room. Arms wide open, grinning from ear to ear, he looks very familiar. His name is on the tip of my tongue but out of reach.
He rushes to Leighton and sweeps her off her feet. I watch dumbfounded as he twirls her around. She doesn’t laugh but neither does she protest or scream. She clearly knows him.
Unable to stand by silently, I break their moment with a direct question. “Leighton, who is this?”
At the same time, he plants her feet on the ground and crushes his lips to hers. She moans and teeters toward him as one hand clasps his shoulder. What? To keep him close? To deepen the kiss?
What the hell?
Only seconds ago she was kissing me, and now, she’s sucking face with… Who is this guy?
He’s famous, that’s for sure, but I can’t seem to grasp his name. His name doesn’t matter but what does is that, from the looks of things, he’s her boyfriend.
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LEIGHTON
Tom’s question vaguely registers. I’m too busy trying to break free of this unwanted kiss. My fingernails dig into Felix’s muscled shoulder, and I wrestle for space. But he has a strong hold on the nape of my neck, and for every millimeter I gain, he swallows the distance, his lips firmly pressing into mine.Bastard.
Desperate, I step on his toe and pull back. “Felix,” I growl and wipe his kiss from my lips with the back of my hand. The jerk tried to stab his tongue into my mouth, but I kept my lips firmly sealed.
“I missed you, baby.” Felix tries again for another kiss, and I glare while taking two large steps away from him.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I manage to maintain composure, unwilling to show this man any emotion though I want to ice him to the bone.
“Did you miss me? I sure missed you.” He attempts again to bring me into his arms, and it’s because Tom’s here. “I had to see my girl.”
The man loves an audience and is always performing. I wonder how this greeting would go if we were alone? I wish we were alone, if only so I couldn’t see the look of betrayal and shock on Tom’s face. I need to explain to him but not now.
