“I was hot.”
He smirks. “You still are.”
Exhaling deeply, I cross my arms. “See, that’s the kind of stuff a girl like me might mistake for flirting. You shouldn’t say stuff you don’t mean.”
“Who said I didn’t mean it?” He takes a step forward into my space and his eyes meet mine. I feel my lips part and my thighs clench. Why did I not see it before? I thought he was kinda cute, but right now, he’s the hottest man I’ve ever seen.
He holds out his hand. “Dance with me.”
I suck my bottom lip into my mouth. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but if I could, I’d jump him right here, right now, on this bar. Instead I place my hand in his and he leads me out to the center of the crowd. “I Hate You, I Love You” by Gnash is playing.
He places his hand around my waist and pulls me close. He’s all up in my comfort zone and strangely, I don’t mind. “I dance like I talk,” I announce nervously. I can’t believe I’m even considering dancing. What’s gotten into me? “I might step on your feet. I’m no Carly.”
“And I wouldn’t want you to be. Let me be in charge for once?” he asks.
I nod.
He’s holding me tightly in his arms and I let go. I let him have control and it’s a new experience for me. Actually, it’s a bit freeing if I’m being honest. He sways me to the music and I lean my head into his neck. I’ve never danced this well before. Seems alcohol is my friend.
“You smell so good,” I whisper, planting my lips right above his collar.
He pauses briefly at my touch. “So do you.”
I lift my head and our lips are inches apart. He’s staring at them.
“You want to kiss me, don’t you, Finn?” I ask with a cocky smile.
“How much have you had to drink?” he questions as he holds me tighter, pushing my tits into his chest. It feels sexy, although I wonder if he’s trying to hold me up.
“Who cares.” I lift my hand and put it around his neck. “Are you ever going to make a move on me?”
He sighs. “Not tonight.”
The song comes to an end and a faster song begins. We’re in the center of a ton of dancers and we’re the only ones standing still. I gaze around and decide there are too many people here. I slide my hand down his chest. “Follow me, please.”
I’m not sure what I’m doing, but I don’t waste time overthinking it. He follows me out the doors, around the wall, and into the hall. We step next to a large window that overlooks downtown L.A. It’s like a scene from a movie.
“What’s going on? Are you feeling okay?” he questions.
As soon as I’m sure no one else is around, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open them, he’s exploring my face for an answer, concerned.
I take a step forward and place my arms around his neck.
“Liz…” he says admonishingly.
Before he finishes his sentence, I press my lips into his. It’s a quick kiss, but it feels right. I lean back to gauge his reaction. By the way he’s intently focused on my mouth, I’d say it feels right to him too. I lean forward and kiss him again, sliding my fingers into his hair at the nape of his neck. His tongue gently touches mine and I melt into him. His hands slide up my back and I moan slightly. I want him.
“Take me home, Finn,” I whisper through our kiss.
He gently tugs my bottom lip with his before breaking away. My red lipstick is smeared on his lips. It’s hot.
“I think that’s a good idea.”
“Itisa good idea. I want to see all your bedroom moves. Stay the night and get up in my business. Getallup in my business.” I whisper before I kiss him again. My hand slides down his back and I grab his ass. It’s a hard, tight ass. Fuck, I want him bad.
He smiles through our kiss. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine. I know what I want. I’ve seen how you drive your car. Now show me how you drive your dick.”
