Page 80 of Our Bender


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Tyler hooked a finger toward me, beckoning me forward.

I couldn’t contain the cheesy ass smile on my face. I handed my drink over to one of the girls, made a point of stripping off my jacket and then hiked my tank top up a bit. My body hummed with a nervous energy, like I could feel the attraction to him straight down to my toes. This guy. Was he straight out of a dream? I couldn’t even believe what was happening.

As he started stalking toward me, I matched his pace, and then ended up running the last few steps. I jumped into his arms, and he not only caught me, but leaned back and lifted me with his strong hold, making me feel exactly like Rachel McAdams.

When our lips crashed, it was earth shattering. And maybe it was the song, maybe it was the way I could feel his heart beating against mine, or maybe it was my tipsy brain, but it felt like the world tilted on its axis, tipping me out of control, out of power. Because with that kiss, he owned me, and I loved it.

“Get a room!” his boys shouted, and I could hear the girls all clapping and shouting out behind us.

He was kissing me in the middle of a crowded room. And I didn’t even care because the kiss was all consuming. He grabbed my hair and tugged, like he never wanted to let go. Like he could stand here holding and kissing me all night, and I’d never felt so cherished, so wanted in my entire life.

When we finally separated, his tongue darted out to lick his lips. “Damn girl,” he rasped as he continued holding me.

He walked us back over toward the girls before letting me slide down his body. His eyes drifted over me, taking me in. His hand cupped my butt and his fingers lingered there, possessively holding me. “So, did I do it right?” he whispered with a cute blush on his face.

“Woo,” Suzie fanned her face. “I guess that answers that, girls!” They all giggled, and I felt my own face heating up.

“I think I need to go find TJ,” Ellie giggled, excusing herself.

“And where the fuck is Reggie? I want my Notebook kiss,” Char complained, stomping her red-bottomed shoe before striding off to find her man.

Tyler leaned down to whisper in my ear. “That answers what?”

When my eyes shifted, but I didn’t answer, he pulled me into him and squeezed my waist. “Waiting baby,” he whispered in a husky voice.

I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t stop a grin, because my heart was so damn happy. I turned in his arms to face him. “If you were a boy or man.”

He laughed out loud and hugged me flush against him. “Oh, I’m all man, baby. You feel me right now?” His eyebrows wagged.

I swear a blush flamed my entire body, but I loved having that effect on him.

“How did that come up?” he asked.

“I may have admitted I was nervous about falling for you,” I said sheepishly, rolling my eyes.

His face split into a shit-eating grin. “You’re falling for me, eh?”

I swatted his shoulder. “Don’t look all gloaty.”

“Oh, I’m gonna gloat,” he snickered.

“If you say I told you so, I swear I’ll–”

He reached his hand into my hair and pulled so my face angled to his. “You’ll what?” he teased, then he kissed me again and I melted into him.

He chuckled when he pulled back. “After that big change comment and Claire’s influence, I totally thought I was gonna walk in here and see you with a buzz cut or somethin’.”

I looped my arms around his neck and laughed. “Oh yeah? And what would you have said?”

He flattened his lips in thought then covered my hair with his hands. He assessed in mock-seriousness. “You could pull it off.” His lips twisted like he was a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“What?” I poked him.

He grinned. “I’d miss pulling your hair a little.”

I rolled my eyes but laughed. “Just a little, eh?” I patted his chest. “Not gonna lie though, I was nervous to do anything because you said you hated change. I didn’t want to do anything to make you not like me. My last ex was insistent that I always go blonder.”

He paused and sucked in his top lip, thinking for a minute. “I am not him,” he said in a low, gentle voice. “I’ll keep proving it to you every day, Josie.” He stroked my hair behind my ear. “And when I say I don’t like change, I mean…” He dipped his head to whisper in my ear, “I don’t want you to change your heart, your sassiness, your kindness. But you know what won’t ever change?”

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