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“Yes.” Her eyes gleamed. “So what do we do about it?”
“The only thing we can do,” I replied, adrenaline surging through me with each pulse. “Enjoy it. Risk a little madness by living for the moment.” Because that’s all we had with our time together being so short.
She raised an eyebrow, her expression showing playful skepticism. “And how do you propose we do that?”
“Spend the night together.”
“Ha! I should have guessed…” She swatted my arm playfully. “Typical guy. No, typical rock star. I should have known you were just trying to get me back into bed.”
“No, I didn’t mean that way.” I chuckled. “Although I can’t say that hasn’t been on my mind nonstop after last night…” Before I thought too much with my dick and suggested we go explore each other in my room again right that second, I explained, “I mean spend the night exploring the ship together. My set’s done. You’re on vacation. Let’s enjoy ourselves while we can.”
Her eyes sparkled. “That sounds like an excellent idea, Damien Rockwell.” Then she rose on her tiptoes, closer to my mouth, and added, “As long as we end up back in your room later.”
CHAPTER 13
KYLIE
Damien and I made our way across the crowded deck, surrounded by chatter and laughter as other passengers sought entertainment. We started at a game show, breaking off into teams where we had to participate in silly challenges like transferring a balloon from one person to another without using our hands. After the show, we cut through the casino and were surrounded by the clinking sound of slot machines and flashing lights. Although neither of us gambled much, we played a few games.
Several minutes later, I turned to him. “I’m done here. I seem to be on a losing streak. How about you?”
His eyes darkened, turning smoldering. “I might be losing at the games but most definitely won tonight.” His gaze raked down my body and back up. When they met my eyes once more, he flashed a naughty smile, one that drew heat to my cheeks.
He moaned. “Don’t do that, Kylie.”
“Do what?”
“Blush.” He stepped closer, wrapped an arm around my waist, and moved in to nuzzle my neck. “You don’t know what it does to me.”
The brush of his lips on my skin sent a delicious shiver through me, reminding me of the night before in his room. Damn, that had been incredibly hot, putting any other encounters before him to shame. What surprised me most was how his fangs and the wild, hungry gleam in his eyes turned me on. His hunger for me. Through my wariness, a part of me wonderedwhat if?
“Not here, rock star,” I said in a breathy voice as I pulled away. “Or else this will turn R-rated very quickly.”
“I was hoping for X,” he murmured in a husky tone.
I smiled. “Later.” I tipped my head. “Let’s move on.”
Our next stop was the Celestial Lounge on a higher deck. We ordered drinks and listened to a woman sing as the piano played “Can’t Help Falling in Love.” Older couples in fancy dresses and suits danced.
Damien offered his hand. “Come on, let’s dance.”
He pulled me into his arms, and his heat, his scent, immediately enveloped me. He wove us around others, and I lost myself in our little bubble. Being so close to him, feeling him, sent my senses into a frenzy.
He bent closer to my ear and said, “I’ve never met anyone like you, Kylie.” His voice was low and barely audible.
Tingles of excitement spread through me, making it hard not to fall deeper.
“Someone who gets freaked out by blood,” I joked, a light attempt to keep the moment light to offset the increased pounding of my heart. The voice inside me that warned not to get too close to someone who would soon be part of my past piped up, but it wasn’t as vocal as before and far less convincing.
He chuckled, a low rumble that did things to me. “No. Someone who…” He paused, as if searching for the right word, “…makes me feel alive, in a way I haven’t in such a long time.”
Damn, he was good, finding a way to bulldoze through my walls.
“You are one smooth vampire.” I tipped my head and smiled. “Throw in the rock star appeal? Who can resist?” Would it be so terrible if I just threw myself into whatever this was between us for a few more nights?
A voice whispered yes—it was foolish to think of whatever was building as anything other than a vacation fling. As long as we focused on that, no one would get hurt, right?
“It’s not an act,” he said, glancing down and fixing his intense eyes on me.
