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Pause.”
    I shook my head, eyes heavy lidded and locked with her mouth. “Bad idea. I’m already pretty close to getting drunk. Any more drinks, and I definitely won’t be able to stop this.  Your lips feel too good.”
    I cupped her chin, thumbing her lower lip and wondering how much of that I had actually said out loud.
                  Liv exhaled, eyes blinking rapidly. “Okay, Mister. You just killed whatever shot you had at getting out of this.”
                  Huh?
                  But I didn’t have to wonder long. Liv stood up, confusing me. In my hazy brain, a part of me feared that I’d pushed her too far or did something to offend her.
    Was she leaving? Fuck. I wasn’t ready for her to leave.
                  Once she was up, she turned and grabbed my hand, giving it a tug. More confused now than ever, I let her lead me until I was up and following her along the back of the bar.
                  I forced myself to look away from our hands , feeling another wave of alcohol hit my brain. I’d unquestionably drunk too much, too fast. I wasn’t anywhere near incapacitated enough that I would be unable to walk but it was getting harder to convince myself why I shouldn’t give into what my body wanted.
                  Liv led me into a small alcove that faced a door with an exit sign above it. It hit me that she was leading me out of the bar. Curiosity, desire, and equal parts dread mixed in my system.
    I wanted nothing more than to follow her wherever she planned on taking me. My skin flared with the idea; I still knew I wasn’t going to be able to go through with this. I wasn’t the type of man to do rash things like this.
    Was I?
                  Liv stopped right next to the exit, turning to me and pulling my head down. I opened my mouth, determined to be honest with her regardless of what happened after. I got a mouthful of her sweet taste instead.
                  Dear God, what was it? It tasted familiar. I couldn’t place it but it had me opening my mouth as wide as it could so I could suck in her tongue and play with it. “Liv,” I managed to half-heartedly protest, trying to move my head back.
                  My body rejected the idea, especially since it had such a sexy little thing standing on her tip toes just so she could reach my mouth. Without thinking about it, I let my hands slide around her waist and lifted her up a bit higher.
                  Liv ended up against the wall. I was barely holding back the urge to press my body fully into hers. She was eager, her hands wrapping around my shoulders. All it took was one pull from her and things got really out of control.
                  Anyone could walk by and see me humping her into the wall, yet I couldn’t stop. Liv whimpered into my mouth, her legs shifting and pressing against denim covered and aching flesh.
                  With a hiss of air, I pulled my mouth back, needing to regain control.
                  “Calum.”
                  There went my endeavor, destroyed with a mere whisper of my name.
                  My mouth came back down on her skin, my veins throbbing with unprocessed sensations, all of them too potent for my self-control to contain.
    She tasted incredible. I was finally able to pinpoint what I tasted. There was a hint of vanilla on her skin. There had to be. No way had the alcohol fucked with my head to that extent. I licked. Sucked. Ground against her like I've never ground against anyone before.
                  Dizzy, I pulled my mouth away from her skin, mumbling. At first, I had no idea what I was saying. All I knew was that I was being led by need and guilt in equal parts.
    It took me awhile to notice the change in her. When I did, I pulled back. Because I was piss drunk, yes, but I wasn't that far gone. “What's