“Kiss me again,” Piper pleaded, and every sinew of control was lost to her. I growled, grabbing her hand and leading her out of the party, taking in a desperate breath of the cool night air. I turned to her and rubbed one hand over the back of my neck. What the hell was I doing? “Let me go, Lucas.” Piper’s cheeks were flushed, fist clenched, but it was the red-rimmed eyes that did me in. She looked like she was holding herself back, holding herself together, and there was no fucking way I was going to let that stand.
