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Sarah suddenly nudges me in my side. “Don’t be crazy, Em. You better go get that. That guy is a freaking god!”
Before I know it, embracing some crazy bravery, I’m moving through the crowd, my steps unsteady. It’s as if I’m floating toward him.
“Hey,” he says, in a voice that’s smooth as velvet yet deep enough to get me off if he simply whispers in my ear. He could read a shopping list, and I might orgasm.
“I’m Jake.”
“Emily,” I manage to say, my response coming out breathy.
He smiles, the edges of his mouth creasing, his eyes also grinning. The guy’s got the kind of smile that makes you lose your heart in one look. It’s crazy how easily he makes me forget I’m at a party, and it’s not just us two in this room.
His hand slips into mine and drags me closer to him until we’re inches from touching, body to body. I’m tingling all over, not even bothered when his friends glance over at us, then give us space.
“Pretty name,” Jake says. “It’s going to sound lame, but I swore I was seeing things when I saw you across the room. Just like one of those mirages.”
I laugh. I know it’s a dorky pickup line, but with him, I bat my eyes. Coming from a guy who looks like a dream, he can say almost anything, and I’ll smile.
Taking a quick glance back at Sarah, she’s already sitting in the lap of the blond guy on the couch, his hands all over her, and she’s loving every moment of it. Her brunette curls are bouncing across her shoulders as she giggles at the blond jock. She picks up guys everywhere she goes and always has a couple stringing along. Good on her playing the field until she finds the right man.
“Hey, pretty girl,” Jake says, his finger under my chin, gently turning me to face him. “I hope you’re not planning on running away from me.”
My toes are curling in my heels.
“Does that happen to you often?”
Shaking his head, he grins and stares at me like he’s caught up in a moment he can’t escape. It’s captured me, too, to stare into someone’s eyes and feel this crazy attraction that leaves me giddy.
His fingers trace a line up my arm to my jawline, sparks flying across my skin where he touched me.
“I won’t let you leave my side,” he whispers, leaning in closer, lowering his face to mine. “Told you, once I saw you, I had to have you.”
My heart’s racing, and I’m burning up, swaying on my feet. Who says that kind of stuff? Either way, it’s driving me wild, and I need more.
“I haven’t seen you at these parties before,” he says, his thumb caressing the length of my jawline.
I shrug. “Honestly, it’s not really my scene, but my friend convinced me to attend this one.”
“I’m glad she did.” His mouth hovers just over mine, and I’m breathing fast, waiting, needing him.
My original plan had been to check out the party, have a drink, then sneak out, knowing Sarah would end up with some hunk. Yet look at me now, pressing up against the hottest guy in the room.
“So,” I say, more out of nerves. “What sports do you play?”
“Football. Quarterback.” He hasn’t stopped staring at me, then he’s cupping the sides of my face. “Pretty girl, I’m really struggling to think about anything but kissing you.”
“Oh,” I manage, forgetting what I asked. “I’d like that.”
His mouth crashes against mine. It’s raw, primal, and completely carnal.
Pressing closer, I lay my hands against the hard planes of his chest, my heart thundering in my chest. He tastes like candy and beer, his mouth soft yet firm in the way he kisses me like he owns me. I cling to him desperately, our tongues tangling. I’m on fire, lifting myself up on tippy toes.
He breaks our kiss, and we’re both breathless, gazing into each other’s eyes. Call me crazy, but I’m completely mesmerized by this gorgeous stranger. All I know is his name and that he plays football, yet my pulse beats wildly for him.
The pounding music and the voices blend into a dizzying song. Yet amid the chaos, he grins at me.
“It’s too loud in here. Come with me.” Without waiting for my response, he takes my hand.
Before I know it, I’m whisked away, flying across the crowded living room, weaving past people. We dart past the open kitchen, filled with people drinking and laughing.
