Page 45 of Petals and Fangs

“Very obvious,” I whisper, feeling his icy hand touching my cheek.

“I have no other choice. You have this strange effect on me, and I can't control myself around you.”

“What kind of effect is that?”

“This one,” he whispers, and his lips crash against mine.

The kiss is passionate. It is full of desire and want. It is intense and I love the feeling of his hands on my body. He soon pulls away again, making me crave more.

“Ethan.”

“Come. We're here,” he says as the elevator door opens.

“Are you going to do that every time you kiss me?”

“No idea what you are talking about, Ms. Snow,” he proudly smiles and walks past me.

“Of course you don’t,” I say and smile, following him.

As I step outside, I see a black Porsche parked in front of the elevator. A different car than the one he drove me with the previous day.

“Do you show up with a new car every day?”

“Not really. Just when I need to.”

“And this is one of those days?”

“Exactly. Hop in, gorgeous.”

“God, what a show-off,” I whisper to myself, but it seems like he heard it anyway by the faint way he laughs.

The interior of the car is spotless. Not a single stain anywhere. Even the black leather is perfectly clean. I can't help but wonder if this is just a show-off. After all, this is what he does best.

“So, where exactly are you taking me?”

“You'll see soon enough.”

“Can't you tell me?”

“Not until we get there.”

“Alright. You're not going to tell me. So, what are we going to talk about?”

“Everything and nothing at the same time. I just need to show you something.”

“Show me what?”

“You'll see.”

“You're so cryptic,” I say.

“Cryptic? I think it's quite fun. You're going to like it, I'm sure of it.”

“I don't really like it.”

“Lily, if anyone is being cryptic, it is you with your little mysterious messages.”

“No idea what you're talking about,” I clear my throat and fix my posture.

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