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My heart thudded and I couldn’t stop from taking a startled step back as a slow slide of attraction trickled beneath the surface of my skin—like feathers touching me everywhere—before it gathered to flutter low in my belly.
He only nodded, but his eyes softened a fraction. Just like quicksand. I wondered what it’d be like if I jumped in.
Last night I’d come to get away and tonight I found there was nothing I could do to stay away.
“So what can I get for you tonight?” You.
She was all feisty now, like a fucking cute little kitten swatting at the ball of yarn I kept rolling her way. And I really, really wanted to play.
Baz. This guy who looked at me as if he wanted to sink inside me, searching for a place to drown. I wanted to let him.
I’d begun to cling to these nights that had become something special. Something secluded and secret and forbidden that transpired at the very corner booth of this bar. Something that only belonged to us when we were really nothing at all.
“And just how do you know our Beautiful Shea, here?” Baz shrugged. “Like I said, I’ve stopped in a couple of times.” He leveled his gaze on me, those strange grey eyes swimming in warmth yet still freezing cold, which seemed to pump me full of the confusion I’d been feeding from for the last two weeks. “This one’s hard to forget.”
Laughing and trying to catch my breath, I peeked over at Baz who was relaxed back in the high-backed stool, taking me in like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like he was supposed to be looking at me because he couldn’t see anything else.
When I made my way back from the kitchen with an order of appetizers for some women sitting in one of my booths, Baz’s table had been vacated. Glasses drained. Stools empty. A short stack of large bills sat like a consolation prize in place of the face I wanted to see.
Because I just wanted to… I shook my head. That was it. I just wanted. I wanted to be in his space. I wanted to understand why he had this pull on me. I wanted him.
Baz had me feeling like a young girl with dreams again. But this time that young girl wasn’t suffocated with elevated dreams that were not her own. Instead she felt the fluttering of dreams that were simple. A simple girl who wanted a simple boy.
She’d asked me what I wanted from her. The problem was I had no clue. All I knew was it was more. That I wanted more of her dark and her light and her heavy and her soft. I wanted more of her sweet breaths and more of her pounding heart. I wanted more of her kisses. Fuck. I wanted more of her kisses.
How did I explain it? The way he made me feel? The desire that seemed impossible to escape. He was both the sun and the darkest night. A promise of heaven and the curse of hell.
My chest squeezed. The girl had to be the best thing I’d ever seen. Fucking stunning.
“And then there was you.” And then there was you. I figured that’s all he needed to know. Because it was everything. Both an admission and a plea.
“You see me, Shea?”
“Sebastian,” I rasped, pushed right up to the edge. A precipice. His mouth came to my ear. “Do you see me?” Yes. Maybe not all of him. But every piece that was important. And I fell. Plunged into his abyss. Heart first. Through waves of ecstasy. Deeper. Deeper. To where I touched a sea of stars that blinded my eyes, where I floated in that place that belonged only to us, a place that didn’t belong to this world. Where darkness and light reigned and wrong or right had no bearing. A brutal ecstasy. I never wanted it to end.
“You are so beautiful. Do you have any idea? The first time I saw you? Thought you had to be the most gorgeous girl I’d ever seen. Now that I’ve seen all of you, I’m sure of it.”
God, the woman had undone me. Time and time again. Hands down the hottest thing I’d ever been given the gift to touch. Perfectly soft in every place she should be, defined muscle everywhere else, a face that made me weak in the knees. Perfection.
I suddenly felt powerful. Beautiful. A requirement for this stunning man.
Because he’d somehow become a part of my everything.
Every part of me tightened, that thrill swelling full and fast. Lifting me higher. When in reality, I was falling. Falling. Falling. Falling.
“You don’t have to be with any of those women or be a part of any of that shit. It’s a choice, Sebastian.” Leaning forward, I touched my chest, emphasizing each word. “Be. With. Me.”
“Not some girl.” An amazing girl. An unforgettable girl. My girl if I wasn’t living this life.
“I didn’t know what it really meant to miss someone until I was missing you.”
“You own every inch of me.”
Our bodies were like tinder. A brush of our skin the match.
Fucking gorgeous. Knock the wind right out of me kind of gorgeous. Sing from the mountaintops kind of gorgeous. Leave me begging on my knees kind of gorgeous. Yeah. That kind of gorgeous.
Shea sighed then our tongues met. Fire and light. And I was suddenly kissing her like crazy because I’d been dying to do it all day. Maybe for all my life.
“I don’t remember how to breathe without you.”
And I no longer wanted her to make me forget. I wanted to remember every moment. Cherish each one. Give praise for every second I got to spend with her.
