Page 28 of Into the Light

“No. You must be freezing.”

“I’m fine.”

“What’s going on?”

“I needed some air.”

“Come on, El.”

“Don’t ‘come on, El’ me. What the hell were you doing in there? Just trying to make sure Derek and I don’t get back together or were you trying to mess with my head some more?”

I knew she had every right to feel that way after the way I’ve acted. But I couldn’t control myself anymore.

I stepped forward, putting my hands up on the wall, boxing her in. I leaned in close and smelled her scent again before I spoke next to her ear.

“I’m sorry for fucking with your head. I never meant to do that. I swear, I never meant to.”

“Well what makes you want me all of a sudden?”

“All of a sudden?” I rested my forehead against hers, an intimate invasion of her personal space and I couldn’t be sorry for it. “Angel, I’ve been stroking myself, coming to onlyyoufor years. No one else. No dates or porn or girlfriends. You. Only ever you. And I’ve been punishing myself the whole time for it because it’s wrong.”

“It’s not wrong.”

“Oh yes it is, but I don’t know if I can bring myself to care anymore.”

She tilted her head, giving me access to her ear and neck. I didn’t even think she meant to do it, but I used it to my benefit. Bending lower, I brushed my lips against her neck, and holy fuck, was that a thrill. She whimpered and the sound went straight to my cock, which despite the cold, was still rock hard. I moved my lips against her, leaving a trail of almost-kisses up to her ear, where I spoke again.

“There is no one, anywhere, who wants anyone as much as I want you.” I rolled my hips against her to show how hard she made me, not that she had any doubt after the dance floor.

A little gasp sounded in her throat and I smirked. But then my phone rang in my pocket, breaking the spell. Ellie shook her head slightly, and I ignored it. Our faces were so close. I could feel her breath fan over my face. I could lean down the smallest bit and claim her lips. Finally find out what it would be like to kiss the girl of my dreams.

But then my phone rang again.

“Fuck.”

A little voice told me to check it. The spell was broken for real when I grabbed it from my back pocket and saw Sam’s fucking name pop up on the screen.

Ellie looked down and saw it too. And she knew, whatever this was, wasn’t happening anymore.

I pushed off the wall and answered the call.

“Yeah?”

“Hey man, sorry to bug you.”

“It’s all right, what’s up?” Ellie gave me the death stare.

“I tried calling El a few times and it went straight to voicemail. I know she was heading to that big party tonight. Can you make sure she gets home safely? I don’t like all those assholes who think Halloween is a time to prey on girls.”

All the energy in me deflated. I looked over at Ellie, and she was pissed. She could hear the conversation, Sam’s voice coming out loud and tinny from the phone speaker.

“Of course, man.”

“Thanks, bro. You’re the best.”

“No worries.”

I tapped the ‘end’ button and pocketed the phone again.

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