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Ishovemy way out a side door. It's dark outside. Late enough into the night that I won't cause a scene.
The music streams through the walls. Still loud as hell, even as the door swings shut.
I press my back against the concrete wall. Deep breath. I'll survive this, somehow.
But there's no time to rest. The door pushes open. Drew.
His eyes are on fire. He wraps his hands around my wrists and pins me to the wall. "What the fuck are you doing, Kara?"
"We covered this."
"You trying to make me jealous?"
"It doesn't take a lot. You ever think you'd be better off talking to me than starting some dumb caveman fight?"
"You want that guy to touch you?"
"No."
"Then it's lucky for him we're already out here." Drew presses his hips against mine. "You're going to get hurt."
"I am hurt."
He stares at me like he's challenging me to explain. Fat chance of that. I do my best to hold his stare, but it's too demanding. My gaze drifts to the ground. This is not the way to prove I won't put up with bullshit.
All it's proving is how mixed up he's got me.
He digs his hands into my hair and tilts me so we're eye to eye. "You want my attention, just ask."
"Because that usually works so well." My throats gets ragged. I don't have a clue what I'm doing anymore, but I'm desperate to retain any hint of his attention at all.
"Talk to me."
"I don't want to talk about me. I want to talk about you and why it is you're afraid of the word ‘relationship’ but not afraid of threatening a guy's life for touching me."
"He was hurting you."
"He wasn't."
"You let strangers grope you to make a point?" He squeezes me. "You trying to prove something to me?"
"No. I was trying to dance." I turn my neck, so I'm looking at the street some thirty feet away. It's dark. There are footsteps but no one is looking over here.
He pulls me back to him. Our eyes connect. It's so intense it takes my breath away.
Drew leans in and kisses me. He shifts, pinning me to the wall a little more, rubbing against me so I can feel his erection.
My body responds with a rush of electricity.
Need Drew, need Drew, need Drew.
His tongue slides into my mouth. His hands slide between my legs. Not gentle this time. It's aggressive and rough.
"Is this the reaction you were hoping for?" he asks. "Make me jealous enough I drag you away and fuck you?"
Yes. God yes. Stop talking and do it now.
