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My heart flutters in my chest, but I try not to let it show. "You're quite the charmer," I say, taking a sip of my champagne.
He laughs, a deep, rich sound that sends shivers down my spine. "I try my best."
We chat for a few more minutes, and I find myself drawn in by his easy smile and magnetic personality. But I remind myself that this is a Hart we're talking about. I can't let myself get too invested.
These guys aren't one-night stand material because I'm already too looped in with this family. For fuck's sake, I've been in two of their wedding parties.
"I should probably go find Reagan," I say, glancing around the room. "I don't want her to think I've abandoned her."
Which is stupid, and he probably knows it. She's got a family. I'm the one who's alone.
"Of course," he says, his smile faltering for just a moment. "It was great seeing you again, Sarah."
"You too, Jake," I say, giving him a small smile before slipping away into the crowd.
As I search for Reagan, my mind can't help but wander back to Jake. He's so charming and handsome, but I know better than to get involved with a Hart.
Still, I can't help but feel a little bit of hope that maybe, just maybe, Jake could be the exception to the rule.
Chapter three
Jake
Icantellthegirl wants her space--I don't knowwhy,but she wants her space--and I'm trying my damndest to give it to her.
But fate has other plans.
The whole reception, we keep running into each other. At the buffet, at the bar, on the dance floor. At one point, her partner literally spins her right into my arms, and we smash into each other with a laugh.
It's like some higher power wants us to be together...at least for tonight.
As we laugh off the collision, Sarah and I lock eyes for a moment. Something sparks between us, a connection that neither of us can deny. It's like a wild fire that spreads through our veins, fueling our desire for each other.
Is it even a wedding without a smoking hot one-night stand at the end?
I think she's my whole night.
Sarah sighs as she takes my hand for the next dance, shaking her head like she would rather be anywhere but here. I can't help but feel a little miffed, snorting out a laugh.
"You're avoiding me," I tell her. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No," she says. "It's just...it's so stupid."
"What is?"
She blows out a breath. "It seems like every time a girl from Fern Hollow gets with someone in your family, they fall in love...and I'm not looking for love."
I smirk and duck my head close to her ear. "And why do you think I am?"
Sarah's gaze flickers up to meet mine, and I can see the hint of a smile playing at her lips. "You tell me," she challenges, her voice low and husky. "Are you just looking for a quick fling or something more?"
I feel a jolt of something in my chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. I've never been one to shy away from a good time, but something about Sarah makes me want more. "Honestly?" I say, holding her gaze. "I don't know yet."
Sarah laughs, a bright, musical sound that makes my heart skip a beat. "Well, that's reassuring," she says, but there's a teasing note in her voice that tells me she's not really worried.
We dance for a while longer, our bodies pressed close together, the heat between us palpable. Every time she moves, I can feel the brush of her curves against me, and I'm suddenly grateful for the suit that's hiding the growing bulge in my pants. But as the night goes on, the chemistry between us becomes too strong to ignore. I feel like I have to have her, right here and right now.
She needs more finessing, though...more flirting.
