Page 275 of Falling Backwards
Breathtaking.
I tighten my hold on his thigh again and let my other hand graze his shirt.I shift my head on his shoulder to speak where only he could ever hear.“What are you thinking?”
His touch on my waist trails up my back, bringing an eruption of new sparks that have me curling towards him even more.His hand goes and goes until my shoulder is in a grasp that feels far too gentle, too restrained for my longing nerve endings.I feel his mouth move close to my ear.
“That I wanna go home and take you with me.”
His words are low, too, between us, a quiet secret in a too-much place—and awelcomeone.
I nod while he goes on.“I’m tired of hanging out here like this night hasn’t gotten overwhelming and like I don’t just want you all to myself.”His voice is taking on a slight rasp.“Like I’m not dying to kiss you and touch you and….”
The promise ofmorelingers here, tangible and heavy, and I want it so badly.I want kisses and touches andmorewith him.
To think I spent so much time believing I’d never want him to touch me again, and now he’s the only person I do want it from.
My nods have stopped as my thoughts have started up in earnest, urged on by him.
So I give my agreement out loud: “I’m dying for it too.”
His hand skips an involuntary inch up my thigh, making my legs move apart and my breath catch, which makes his sigh stutter.The feel of his breath drifting over my jaw has me shivery and heated at the same time.It puts flutters in my stomach and adds to my sharp desire for his fingers to be even higher up, between my thighs.
I ask, “Are you done with your drink?”
“Yeah.You done?”
“Yeah.”
He starts straightening out of how we’re sitting.I do the same.
“Then let’s pay and tell everyone we’re leaving,” he says.
The flutters in me grow a little wilder.
I don’t think that’s going to stop happening anytime soon.
The plan was already for everyone to catch Ubers home when the night ended, so Luke lets me out of the booth while he deals with that.I catch my breath and gather myself, preparing to go take Joy aside and then find Emma.There’s no telling how long it’d be before our group reconvened on its own.But Emma appears in her red-sequined romper just as I’m about to walk to the bar, so I bring her along.
“Luke and I are gonna go,” I tell her.“It’s turned out to be too much for us here.”
She links her arm through mine, which makes it harder for her to half-dance to the cheery song floating down from the ceiling.“Damn, I’m sorry, sister.This was supposed to be a fun night out for you!No Kyle, only fun.”
Everything aside, I have to chuckle about her.“Don’t be sorry.I did have fun for a while.”
“You don’t mind if Joy and I stay?”
“Not at all.Ya’ll keep having a merry old time.”
She turns a wink to me.“Oh, we will!”
We wait near Joy until we find a good time to catch her attention.I was just going to wave big, but Emma practically shouts her name, which makes me wince but definitely alerts our friend to our presence.She says something to her guy and then also half-dances while she comes over to us.
“My girls!”she says boisterously.“Couple of beauties!”
Emma holds out an arm to her.“We’re a trio of beauties!”
“Aw!We are!”
“Damn right!”
