I pull back from her, glancing back at the balcony door a few feet away. We’re very secluded out here, and the entrance to the balcony is not near the main part of the hall. But still… “You’re not worried that someone might see?” I ask Mariah, the risk of being caught sending a delicious, forbidden thrill through me. Mariah looks up at me wantonly through her eyelashes, her cheeks flushed, lips parted and glistening from our kisses. “Let them.”
