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“Excuse me?” I stare at him as if he’s lost his mind.
“Don’t drink at all. Don’t do anything that could hurt you.” His voice drops, a husk to it.
My heart pounds, and my belly bottoms out like I just descended on a rollercoaster. He smells so good, ironically like sage and cedarwood with a splash of I want some of that.
“I know you were upset yesterday, but I promise I won’t let my parents impose their ideas on you, too.” He blindly reaches for my hand. His calloused fingers slide against mine, and I hold my breath.
“Just take care of yourself.” His hand squeezes mine. “Please,“ he pleads.
“What are we doing?” I whisper, my eyes bouncing between his in the dim hall.
“I don’t know.” His confession lands on my lips, we’re so close.
“Tristan,” I warn, but it’s weak.
“I . . . I . . .” He shakes his head and drops his forehead to mine, one of his hands on the wall beside me, partially caging me in. I have the choice to escape from the other side, but I’m desperate to remain in this bubble.
My entire body buzzes from having him like this. He’s vulnerable and so close to me. His warm breath mingles with mine as we stand here in silence.
His eyes remain closed, giving me a chance to trail his face from his lashes to his lips. I could tip my head back a centimeter, and our mouths would meet.
How would it feel to be kissed by him?
I wouldn’t survive it.
When he blinks his eyes open, we stare at each other, and intensity pumps between us. With nowhere else to look, our connection deepens.
I blink back tears, wanting nothing more than to wrap my arms around his back and pull him the rest of the way until his essence has swirled with mine.
A door swings open a few feet away from us, and Tristan jumps back, shaking himself out of whatever trance he was in.
“Sorry,” he murmurs and trails his fingers through his hair.
“It’s okay.” My heartbeat echoes in my ears. My breath is shortened as I stay pressed against the wall.
“Are we okay?” His brows dip as he finally looks at me.
I nod because I have no idea what else to do. We went off script. The emotions coming off him were definitely not fake. Neither is the way my blood is rushing, and my head is spinning. I want to tug him back to me, hold him close, feel his warm lips on mine.
“Let’s go back out there.”
“Okay,” I nod, pushing off the wall and walking in front of him.
We stop right at the end of the hall.
“I’m here with Hudson and Lex. If you ladies want some company later, come join us.”
The smile he gives me takes my breath away. I have no idea what happened in that darkened hallway, but things have changed.
“And only have one glass, okay?” He looks at me sternly.
“That was my plan.” I smile.
He opens his mouth to say something but closes it and shakes his head.
“I’ll see you later.”
He walks to the other side of the bar while I take a moment to control my emotions. It’s pointless. Daisy will notice right away that I’m not myself.
