Page 46 of By His Vow

“Woo,” I cry out before slut dropping on Cory.

“Damn, girl.” He groans once I’m in front of him again. “You’re making me fucking horny.”

Giggling like a schoolgirl, I grind my ass against his cock, instantly finding the truth in his words.

Heat rushes between my thighs. The promise of oblivion is just too much.

Fuck. I want it.

A night of mind-numbing, easy, no-strings-attached pleasure.

My old life…

Sadness washes through me as the weight of what I’ve agreed to presses down on my shoulders again.

Squeezing my eyes closed, I try to banish reality and pretend for a few hours that I’m the same girl who walked into my father’s office yesterday.

Free, single, and ready to mingle.

More like eager and ready to get down and dirty.

I may be yearning for a quieter, simpler life in my aunt’s Cotswold cottage, but I love my life here. I love Chicago. I love being in a bustling city and having everything within reach. Not to mention the nightlife, the hot men...the opportunities.

England might be my destiny. It’s where I want to raise a family and grow old. But right now, I couldn’t ask for more than this.

“You’re going to need to look elsewhere tonight, buddy,” I shout in Cory’s ear as we continue to dance.

Lori is in front of us, pinned between two guys, laughing her head off at a joke we’re not privy to.

Seeing her so happy makes me smile. She hasn’t had it easy in life, so seeing her letting go and enjoying herself makes my heart swell with joy.

We met on our very first day at college. We were roommates.

I turned up with everything I needed, used to being educated away from home and ready to embark on this new part of my life. And then Lori turned up like a small, frizzy-haired, wide-eyed whirlwind.

She was so out of her depth that I’m not sure she even knew which way was up.

With only a small weekend bag with her belongings inside, she unpacked them and then looked at me with so much hope mixed in with the chaos, that I immediately fell in love with her.

She’s strong yet vulnerable. Thoughtful yet hot-headed.

Calm yet total fucking chaos.

I love it. I love her.

We come from two completely different worlds, and yet she is single-handedly the best person I have ever met in my life.

I just wish those who are meant to love her saw her the same way I do. They’ve no idea how much awesome they’re missing out on.

“I need to wee,” I announce before spinning around and planting a sloppy kiss on Cory’s cheek.

“Lor, bathroom break?”

“Yes,” she cries before skipping from her dance partners.

‘Drinks?’ I mouth at Cory as I grab her hand and pull her in the direction of the bathroom.

“Ugh, look at the line,” she complains.

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