“I hate you right now,” she mutters, tears brimming in her eyes as she looks over my shoulder, refusing to meet my gaze.
Clenching her slim hip in my hand, I inspect her face, looking at every detail like she’s going to be ripped away from me at any moment. She might be. We made a scene tonight. Our teams aren’t going to be happy with us.
“Not brave enough?”
“This has nothing to do with being brave,” she argues, firing back at me.
“Then, drink,” I say bitterly. “You shouldn’t give a fuck if you feel nothing for me but hate.”
In the shadows, every inch of her body touches mine as I smell her familiar, sweet scent. Something crosses her face before her heated eyes find my own.
“Fuck you,” she bites out before gripping the back of my neck, pushing my head toward hers. Her lips slam against my own, making me unsteady at her sudden boldness.
This is what I’ve been waiting for from the moment she walked away from me—the feeling of her body against mine, her thudding heart beating frantically with my own, and the way her body relaxes in my arms. Molding our bodies until there’s no space left between us, I let her tongue invade my mouth as she takes control of this kiss.
A kiss that proves to me with every stroke of her tongue and brush of her lips that she would rather die than drink alcohol.
“Don’t love me, huh?” I say between each kiss, earning a groan from deep in her throat. The little noises she makes send me into a frenzy. It makes me wonder how I’ve lived without her for twenty-four years.
The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was a ray of sunshine, but I didn’t know she was going to turn into the entire galaxy.
“Do you ever shut up?” she mutters, breaking off our kiss.
Our noses touch, and I soak in Amelia’s deep breaths. Because she makes breathing a little easier.
“You knew what you were getting yourself into.”
She laces her fingers together behind my neck and pecks my nose. “I can’t argue with that.”
“So, are you done throwing a fit?” I say blankly, already knowing her answer since her tongue was down my throat a second ago. “Because I know this breakup was forced upon you.”
Tilting her head back, she separates our foreheads and gawks at me. “I was not throwing a fit, but you know what?” She smiles. “I’ll do just that.”
I lean back slightly to look at her from head to toe, and she scrunches her eyebrows at my silence.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“I’m waiting for you to fall on the floor while flailing your hands and legs.”
My lip twitches when she scoffs, hitting my chest. She scrunches her gorgeous face at me.
“I’m going to, by accident, hit you in the face before I fall.” Her mock innocent smile makes a chuckle release from my throat.
There must be something wrong with me because that just turned me on.But I’ve already established I’m messed up, so I might as well accept it.
Tilting my head to the side, I lean forward as her soft-lidded eyes search and shine. I palm her cheek, and she settles against my hand. I know nothing can get better than this.
Nothing can make me feel better than Amelia Drakos.
Her soft lips part open just as mine claim hers, and I press her back into the wall. I run my hands all along her sides as she grips my face, gently nibbling my lip with her teeth. Not knowing what to do with my arms because I want to embrace her all at once, I wrap my hands around her waist and pull her into me just as she groans.
There’s something exhilarating, just knowing anyone can catch us in this dimly lit hallway, making out. I can tell Amelia wants to wrap her legs around my waist by just the way she lifts one slightly before groaning and placing her foot back on the ground.
And that’s it.
I snap.
Biting her full bottom lip, I pull back and nearly come undone when I hear it plop back. Breathing frantically through my nose, I grip her hips.
