“No.” I’m quick to respond. “Have you?”
“No. When was the last time you had sex?”
“A few weeks ago. You?”
“The night before I came here.”
I internally cringe but wave for her to continue, and the rapid-fire questions begin, the alcohol seemingly forgotten.
“Have you ever been arrested?”
“Have you ever smoked weed?
“Done drugs?”
“Hurt someone?”
We go back and forth, barely a breath taken between us, until I ask a question I instantly regret. “Have you ever kissed Jack?”Fuck.Why the hell would I ask that?
Jenna hisses as she pauses, grabbing the vodka again, taking another a sip, answering without emotion. “No.”
“Youpaused,” I rasp andJesus. Stop. Questioning. Her.
Unperturbed, Jenna smiles. “I did. I was curious.”
“About what?”
The water sloshes as she moves closer and my breath catches. She jokes about Australia having the most beautiful people in the world, but I have never seen anyone more perfect than her. Especially now with her flushed cheeks and the spark in her eye.
A spark that should probably make me nervous.
She stops in front of me, her smile flirtatious as she bites her lip again, and nothing could stop my gaze from dropping to her mouth.
“Do you want to kiss me?” she whispers, her honey voice fucking with my head, exactly like the siren I believe her to be. “Or do you need mistletoe for that?”
“No to both,” I scoff, moving closer, the lie tasting bitter on my tongue, my entire body tingling with need.
“Good.” She stares defiantly, her chest rising with shallow breaths, her eyes bouncing between mine, and I have no doubt her next words are going to be a lie.
“I don’t want to kiss you either.”
CHAPTER TEN
Mason
Our surroundings fade away until all I can see is Jenna, the rise and fall of her chest, her deep brown gaze penetrating mine, her lips parted. My breath catches. She’s captivating and I can’t look away. I can’t be the first to break our stare.
Water ripples as she shifts, bringing her closer. It’s so subtle that if I wasn’t hyperaware of her every move, I may not have noticed it. Tension wraps around us like a suffocating hug, and as though feeling it, Jenna shivers, forcing me to bite back a groan.
The energy cracks between us, and my entire body tingles as I watch her. Locked under her spell. “Jen—”
Her foot touches my leg and I jolt, a pain shooting through my elbow as I knock the edge of the pool, hitting the shot glass as I do. It drops into the water, and I watch it sink beneath the surface, my restraint following after, my resolve drowning in the darkness. “Fuck it.”
Jenna gasps as I close the distance between us, cupping her face and slamming my mouth to hers. She freezes for a beatbefore grabbing my waist, her moves desperate as she pulls me closer, our bodies flush, her lips pressed to mine.
Releasing her face, I grip under her ass and lift her in my arms, groaning when she wraps her legs around me, her arms circling my neck.
My lips part and she swipes her tongue between them, the taste of vanilla combined withherflooding my mouth. Our tongues clash with an explorative force and I’m lost in her touch. But when she quivers against me, I freeze, slowing my movements until a sigh escapes her.
