Page 218 of Ignite

I pull back and blink at him.

“Yours?”

I can’t help but laugh. Maybe he’s losing his mind too.

“I can’t with you.” I toss my hands in the air.

Shaking my head, I turn. I’m disappointed when he doesn’t stop me. But I keep my head held high and strut back to the dance floor.

His?

I was.

Now I’m not.

“What the hell is Conan doing here?” I ask Lily.

She sheepishly looks past me.

“I may have invited him.”

“What?!”

“I thought it would be a good and neutral place for you guys to talk it out.”

“Lily,” I hiss, tugging her to the standing table at the side of the floor.

“I don’t want to talk. Because I’m weak for him. I’ll just fall under his spell.”

“You miss him, Hallie.”

“I do. But he hurt me. I can’t forget that.”

“I’m sorry. I was just trying to help. I promise I’ll stay out of it. I’m team Hallie. Always.”

I roll my eyes. I can’t be mad. I’d probably do the same thing for her.

“He told Jason not to dance with me.”

“Roar,” she purrs and pretends to claw me.

“Possessive men.”

“Oh my god. You’re so drunk,” I laugh.

Whatever buzz I was feeling died a quick death when I saw Conan.

But he replaced it with a different kind of spark. And now, I can feel his eyes staring at me.

So I’m going to give him a show.

I’m not his property. He lost me. And now, he can pay the consequences.

He has no idea how horny two-drink Hallie is.

“Come on, let’s dance.” I grab Lily by the hand and drag her back onto the dance floor.

Straight into the middle of a group of guys.

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