Page 33 of The Wedding Hoax

Until I was standing so close to him that there was barely any space left between us.

“Hi.” The greeting came out as a whisper.

“Hi back.” Harry was still staring down at me but he didn’t make another move, like he was waiting on something. “You should finish the rest of your water.”

“Okay.” I did as I was told, hastily drinking from the glass until it was empty. When I was finished, Harry gently took the glass out of my grip and set it down on the floor.

After that, he reached for me, pulling me into his arms.

His lips were on mine, his hands resting on the small of my waist. He was kissing me like he was on fire, like the world was going to explode in flames around us and this was our very last chance.

I kissed him back, just as fiercely, my fingers running through his hair, my arms wrapped around his shoulders.

I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help it.

If I hadn’t kissed him back, I would’ve regretted it for the rest of my days.

13

HARRY

I didn’t know what came over me.

I knew I shouldn’t have kissed her. I knew it was a complete mistake.

And yet, I couldn’t help myself.

Even now, as I pressed my tongue into her mouth, all I wanted to do was be even closer to her.

“Hey! What are you—Harry!” Simone shouted as I suddenly picked her up and took her into my arms. “Where are you taking me?”

“I’m taking you to bed.” I smirked at her as I headed toward my bedroom. “Husband and wife should at least be seen in their bedroom together sometimes, right?”

“Of course. This is for the sake of things seeming real.” She smirked back at me. “Even though everyone who could see us is definitely asleep right now.”

“There are always the security cameras.”

“Smart man.”

“That’s what they keep telling me,” I joked as I walked into the bedroom. I softly laid Simone down on the bed, then crossed the room again to close the door behind us.

“Is everything in your home this immaculate?” Simone pointed up at the ceiling. “I didn’t even know they could decorate ceilings like that.”

“Is that what you really want to talk about right now?” I grinned. “Because I can always give you the number of my decorative ceiling guy, if you’re really that interested in it.”

“Everything’s just so upscale with you. It makes me feel like I’m playing a part in some fancy movie.”

“Well, you are playing a part.” I moved back over toward Simone and placed a hand on either side of her, hovering over her. “But I’m playing a part, too.”

It was the last thing I said before I lowered my mouth to her lips, kissing her with just as much fire as in the hall.

She groaned underneath me, her fingers twisting into the collar of my shirt. I deepened the kiss between us as I started to grind my hips against hers. I wanted her to feel how much I needed her, pressing my hard cock against her thigh.

“Harry…” She moaned my name into my mouth as her hips bucked up into mine.

“Yes?” I tried to sound as innocent as possible even while I slid a hand between us, my fingers teasing her clit through her jeans. “Was there something you needed, Simone?”

“You’re really going to make me say it?”

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