The look in her eyes told me Langley had some ideas for us. I needed to let her know that she shouldn’t get her hopes up. My last day here was already accounted for.
“Actually—” I began, but I barely got a word in.
“I mean, seriously!” she interrupted. “What are the chances? Here I was, thinking I’d be lonely on this trip.” Sooner than I could blink, she randomly moved in and kissed me on the cheek.
What the hell?
Before I could lean away and break the news to her that I wasn’t interested, I discovered Doris-Delores standingnearby. Her expression was sunken, melancholy. I’d never seen this girl sad until now. She must have witnessed Langley throwing herself at me.
My chest tightened. Before I could explain that this wasn’t what it looked like, she started walking away.
Without saying goodbye to Langley, I rushed after her.
I vaguely heard Langley behind me. “Where are you going?”
I didn’t bother turning around, instead focusing on nothing but the girl who had made my entire day earlier with her kind and reassuring words, only to be humiliated by this misunderstanding.
“DD, stop! That wasn’t what it looked like at all.” I grabbed her arm, but she turned and whipped it away from me.
“It doesn’t matter. Nothing is going to happen between us, so you might as well fuck a woman your own age before you go home,” she spewed.
“I’m not gonna be fucking her. She’s someone I knew when I was younger. She just happens to be here with her parents. I’d only run into her a couple of minutes before you showed up. Her kissing me on the cheek was unexpected and uncalled for. I have no interest in her whatsoever.” I wrapped my hands around her face and looked deeply into her eyes. “I promise you. That’s the truth.”
Her eyes glistened. “What’s the point of explaining? You don’t owe me anything. Soon you’ll never see me again. Why don’t you go wet your whistle and get it out of your system with this age-appropriate woman who clearly wants you?”
“Because you’re all I can think about,” I blurted.
I surprised myself with that admission, but it was the damn truth. After that fiasco, I owed this girl a hell of a lot more than a proper explanation.
Her breathing had quickened the moment I put my hands on her.Fuck. She was starving. And I’d been denying her. She’d been an amazing travel partner, putting in the time to get to know me, and I’d given her nothing. But perhaps most ridiculous was my attempt to convince myself that what I was about to do was forherbenefit when I was the one dying.
Fuck it.
Chapter 8
BLAIR
As Tate’s face inched toward mine, I lost the ability to breathe.Is this really happening?Within seconds, his mouth was on mine. He growled as he pushed me against a wall and not so gently shoved his tongue down my throat. I couldn’t open for him fast enough. The way he guided my face with his hands on my cheeks, controlling every aspect of the kiss, told me exactly what I needed to know about how he’d be in bed.
As he groaned down my throat again, I met the vibration with a whimper, dragging my fingernails through his thick hair.Oh, how long I’ve waited to run my fingers through his damn hair. This kiss was more than I’d hoped for. My heart pounding, I felt frenzied, feral, wanting to climb him like a damn tree. He was so delicious, sweet yet somehow masculine. But if he thought this kiss was going to satiate me, he was sorely mistaken. If I’d thought I was addicted before, it was going to be so much worse now.
“Tate...” I muttered, not even sure what I was supposed to be saying.
“Don’t fucking say my name like that. I can’t take it,” he said over my lips.
“Taaaaate...” I repeated, taunting him, pulling his hair and opening my mouth wider.
Pressing my body against his, I could feel his hardness through his pants. He pulled back, covering his mouth with his hand.
“Why’d you stop?” I breathed.
He rubbed his finger along his bottom lip. “Because I’m this close to carrying you to my fucking room.”
“So?” I panted.
He glared.
I tucked my hair behind my ear and exhaled. “Okay...”
