Page 108 of The Odds of Happily Ever After
His quiet admission froze me in place.
“He seems like a good guy. There’s nothing stopping you from being with him.”
“There’s only one guy I’m interested in, and it’s not Kai.” I looked at Gabe then.
His eyes met mine.
Ask me, I silently dared him.
But he turned his gaze back to the road and parked outside my building.
“Bring me up?”
His hands didn’t leave the steering wheel. “I shouldn’t.”
And then he unbuckled his seat belt.
gabe
I told myselfI was only bringing her up because it was the right thing to do, seeing her safely to her apartment. I would have done the same with Tala at this time of night, especially if she was under the influence of alcohol. The difference was, I wouldn’t have questioned my ability to leave Tala at her door.
Leaving Luna was tough enough on any other day. Leaving her after she’d confessed her interest in me?
It tested my control unlike anything else.
Standing inside the elevator, I had never been more aware of someone’s presence beside me. Mere inches separated us, and if she were to lean into me, I wouldn’t move away. Not unless she asked me to.
The doors opened, and I followed her out into the hallway. When we arrived at her door, she turned to me, and I braced myself for what she would say next.
She smiled at me softly. “Thank you for coming, Gabe. I know it wasn’t your thing and that you’re worried about your reputation, but you being there really meant a lot to me.”
“It’s your birthday. I couldn’t miss it.”
She stepped in and wrapped her arms around my neck. Moving on reflex, my arms encircled her waist, and her eyes searched mine. Then she kissed me.
At the first touch of her lips, I sucked in a breath. A million thoughts crowded inside my brain, likeis this really happeningandthis feels like a dreamandI should move away. But she whispered my name, her voice heavy with need.
My hold around her tightened, and she kissed me again. Everything in me tuned into her. The softness of her lips asthey coaxed a response from mine. The rasp of her nails across my scalp. The stiffness of her nipples pressing against my chest through our clothes.
Adrenaline surged through me as I kissed her back. This—this was where I belonged. In her arms, with her lips against mine.
She parted her lips, and I followed her cue, deepening the kiss. Angling her head back, I swept my tongue inside her mouth and tasted . . .
Vodka.
The subtle yet undeniable sweetness jarred me out of my fever dream.
I couldn’t. Not when Luna was tipsy at best.
Mustering every ounce of my self-control, I eased my head away from hers.
Her lashes lifted to reveal dazed eyes. “What’s wrong?” she asked as her fingers stroked my nape.
Sensation zipped down my neck all the way to my cock. It pressed against my pants and I had to step back to keep her from noticing my body’s reaction to her nearness.
Her hands fell away from my neck, and I caught them in mine. “You’ve been drinking,” I said.
“I’m not drunk.”
