ten
The world glided byin a cotton candy-coated haze. Sensations and thoughts fleeting.
Every once in a while, I became conscious of how tired my body was. How nice it might be to stop and get a drink.
Then the music would swell and I’d be carried away again.
An eternity later, a cool pair of arms closed around my waist. Their owner’s scent curling around me like the cold bite of an arctic winter night.
“Liam,” I breathed on a dreamy sigh.
It felt inevitable that he was the one to find me. As if this was what I had been waiting for all this time.
Breath stirred the hair on the back of my neck as he placed his lips against my ear. “Mo chuisle, this is not where you’re supposed to be.”
I leaned back against his chest, letting him support the majority of my weight as I ground my ass into his groin.
Liam didn’t move as I danced against him, holding still as I turned, my breasts brushing his torso, to get my first look at him. As usual, it was like being punched in the chest. The masculine beauty of his face stealing the thoughts from my head for a moment that made time skip.
When I came back to myself, Liam was cradling my jaw with one hand, his forehead pressed against mine as we swayed gently to the music.
I focused on the electric blue of his eyes, letting the color steady me.
Tonight, his black hair was uncharacteristically disheveled. As if he’d raced here from something important.
I trailed a finger across his sharp cheekbones. Down to his stubborn jaw before I played with his bottom lip.
The arousal that had been doused by the stranger’s earlier proposition returned full force.
I tucked my face into the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply. “I’ve missed you. Where did you go?”
Liam’s arms tightened around me. “I’m sorry. There was something I had to look into. I’m here now. I won’t leave you again.”
It was hard to focus, the magic threatening to sweep me up again.
Vaguely, I heard Liam speaking to someone else.
“I’ll deal with you later.”
Then the magic grasped me and away we went. In a kaleidoscope of color and sound that never stopped.
Suddenly, I was standing in front of a craps table, a creature with horns and a chilling smile saying, “Place your bets.”
I tossed the chips I was holding onto a square with an odd symbol on it.
Liam hugged me close, his gaze intent. “Are you sure about this?”
My response was a sultry smile as I moved my hands up his chest to drag him down into a kiss that made me forget everything else.
Ding. Ding.
“The gentleman wins. What will be his prize?”
Liam put the smallest of spaces between our lips. His eyes were deep and dark, the intensity in them making my heart tighten.
“Don’t hate me later,mo chuisle.”
Cool metal being slid over my finger. A funny looking room with a big foot dressed up like Elvis and pews lining an aisle.
