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I wish I were bold enough to give him a taste of his own medicine. I would love to be the one to show him he’s not the only one that can beflirtatious and bold. But, no, not me. Because I’m Liz, I was raised to be ladylike, a rule follower, and a people pleaser.
And damn . . . I’m tired of being that woman.
You know what? Screw it. I can be bold, too. For just one night, I want all of my worries to disappear. I want to have fun. I want to forget who I’m supposed to be.
“Come with me,” I command softly, standing up. Ethan looks puzzled but hurries after me.
“Where are we going?”
“There’s a lounge room down this way.”
“Lounge room?”
“Yes, you know, couches, chairs.”
“Why are we going there?” Ethan asks.
“You ask too many questions.” And I’m filled with too much nervous excitement to answer much more. Maybe it’s the champagne. Maybe Ethan’s finally pushed me too far and now I want to push back. Maybe it’s because he kissed me in the car and made me realize that I never stopped wanting him.
Whatever it is, I’m ready for it.
After unlocking the door, I push it open and step inside. Ethan follows me in, and I close and lock the door behind him.
I swing the key in front of him. “Lana gave me this key to this room earlier because I wanted a safe place to leave my bag. I forgot to return it.”
“Who else has a key to this room?”
I shrug in response. I reach up and run my finger down the side of his face. Then I grab onto his bowtie. “I wasn’t sure I heard you correctlyin the ballroom. What did you say about tearing my dress off from my body?”
“Liz?”
I push on his chest until his back hits the wall. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I know I shouldn’t be. “I’m beginning to think you’re just all talk, no action.”
The stunned look on his face is almost comical. I’ve never been the aggressor like this. He clearly doesn’t know what to think or what to do. Which is exactly where I want him.
So much for the cocky, confident Ethan.
“Liz, what are you doing? You don’t really mean what you’re saying. Have you had too much champagne?”
“What’s wrong, Ethan? You said you wanted me?In multiple ways.”
His eyes flare in response. “We’re in the middle of a party. Someone could come in and see us.”
I run my hands up his chest and wrap my arms around the back of his neck. “Oh, Ethan, I just want to finish our kiss from earlier, nothing more than that. I’m not going to let you rip off my dress. It’s too pretty to be ripped up.”
“You just want a kiss?”
“Just a kiss.”
He leans down and brushes his lips against mine once, twice. Just fleeting, quick kisses. Sensing he’s about to stop, I drag him back to me. The bare skin of his neck heats up against my hands as I pull his mouth to mine once more. Unwilling to let him back away, I put everything into this kiss.
Every thought, every emotion, every memory.
And he responds in kind.
With a low growl, he pushes from the wall and turns me around. My back now to the wall, he becomes the aggressor. He pushes me up harder against the wall as his body crushes against mine. I feel his desire against me, rigid and hard, and it feeds my own desire.
“Is this what you want?” he demands.
