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“Where have you been?” JJ asks as she saunters into the kitchen, empty glasses in hand. I shrug my shoulder, not wanting to heap tonight’s issues on her. She looks happy, and I don’t want to ruin that.
“I saw you talking to Brett earlier. You like him?” she asks, and I chuckle as I sip my drink, feeling the burn. Perfect.
“Which one was he? The one that told me my tits look amazing in this dress? Or the one that said he would be happy to let me suck his cock in the bathroom? Or maybe it was the one that just called me a bitch for turning him down.”
I know I’m being harsh, but I mean…come on, the way guys think girls will do anything for a piece of their dick is astonishing.
“Your tits do look amazing in that dress,” JJ teases, and I can’t help but laugh. I look down and realize I have to agree with her, but that doesn’t mean I need someone to remind me they do—at least, not that way.
“Come on. Come hang out with Liam and me. Damon just got here, and I want to introduce you to him.” I roll my eyes.
“Not another of Liam’s friends from work. I can’t handle any more of them. It’s like they’ve cloned each other and are taking over the party.” I hear her laugh as she pours another drink for both Liam and herself. I notice she goes light on the alcohol with hers. She’s always been that way, ever since her parents were killed by a drunk driver. Always the cautious one.
“Come on, Clara, Damon is different.” I arch a brow. “I promise. He’s been Liam’s best friend since they were kids. They just happen to work together.”
I sigh heavily and wonder when the torture will end. I glance at the clock on the stove and see that I still have an hour until midnight. I tip the rest of my drink back and make myself another.
“Let’s get this over with,” I mutter as my best friend leads me into the living room. Liam’s standing with a man who has his back to me, and I can’t help the sense of awareness that crawls over my skin when I look at him. Liam motions for JJ to come closer, and when the man turns, everything in the room stops. Those light grey eyes bore into mine as I freeze.
This can’t be happening. The guy from the club, the one I can’t stop thinking about, is in this room. Right now. And even worse? He’s Liam’s best friend.
Oh. Shit.
5 DAMON
This can’t be real.
She’s here…right in front of me, looking like a goddess in her skin-tight gold dress. An outfit that leaves very little to the imagination. Damn. She looks mouth-watering. Her bright blond hair cascades down over her shoulders, and I try to imagine what it would feel like to run my fingers through those strands. My mind shifts to her body and how it would feel pressed against mine…squirming for my hands to touch her, to make her scream in pleasure. Her bright blue eyes latch on to mine, and it’s like the world falls away. I can feel the party going on around us, but I notice nothing but the way she tugs her lower lip into her mouth. God, I remember what that mouth feels like, tastes like. I want more.
“Damon!” Liam yells, snapping his fingers in front of my face. I reluctantly avert my gaze and look toward Liam with a scowl.
“What?” I ask, hoping he goes back to groping JJ so I can sneak this morsel of delight into a private room.
“Calm down. I just wanted to introduce you to the woman you can’t stop staring at.” He winks, and I roll my eyes.
Great, just what I need. My best friend thinking he’s a matchmaker.
Little does he know that we’ve already established we’re compatible…in many ways.
“Damon, this is Clara.” He motions to the beauty whose eyes have not left mine since she walked into the room. I can’t say I’m upset about that.
“Clara, this is my best friend, Damon.”
“Hi,” she whispers, a blush creeping up the valley of her breasts, reaching her neck in seconds. Fuck, that sight goes straight to my cock. Before I register what I’m doing, I reach for her hand and bring it to my lips.
“Clara.” Her name sounds nice rolling off my lips as our eyes lock. My lips skim her skin. Her mouth parts slightly, and a breathless moan escapes, leaving me putty in her hands. I would do anything to hear that sound again.
Anything.
“Damon.” Her eyes sparkle, and I notice a hint of a smirk on her beautiful face, telling me that she’s likely thinking the exact same thing.
“Do you two know each other?” JJ asks. The minute her eyes lock on Clara’s, she gasps. I don’t know how Clara wants to play this. Does she want to deny that we know each other? Ignore the fact that we shared an amazing night of passionate sex a month ago that neither of us can forget? Or does she want to be open and admit it? I have no clue.
“Umm…” Clara mutters, her eyes searching mine. I shrug, but it turns out that we don’t need to say anything. Because my former best friend decides to allow his many drinks to dictate what his mouth spews in public.
“Wait! Is this the chick you’ve been obsessing over?” I give him a shove and a hard look, hoping it stops his word-vomit, but it’s no use.
“Clara is the girl you’ve been searching for this last month? Oh, man, this is amazing!”
