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shit, shit.
    William was going to be home in a couple of days, and I couldn’t risk him seeing me without it. He’d ask me about it, and I’d have to make up some stupid lie, which would just add to the stack of lies I would already be carrying around.
    I swallowed. I was going to have to call Alex.
    After taking a shower and scrubbing my entire sinful body off, I dressed and grabbed the slip of paper with Alex’s number on it.
    I tapped my foot anxiously as I sat on the edge of my bed, taking deep, shallow breaths. I just needed to do it. Get it over with. Call him.
    My fingers nervously hovered over the digits of my phone. I felt oddly eager to hear his voice again, but also scared as hell. His voice did things to my body my mind couldn’t control.
    Before I dialed his number, a glimpse of our night together surfaced…
     
    “What is it you want from me?” I asked bluntly. I needed to know because I was not about to lead this guy on. He seemed almost too good to be true, and the last thing I wanted to do was send out the wrong message.
    “Well, if I were honest, which I almost always am…I want you. I want your sweaty body underneath me, against me. I want your eyes to look up into mine as I lay above you, fucking you hard and fast.” My body quivered, jerking at his blunt response. “I want to feel how tight your pussy is, how wet you are for me. I want to suck on your tits as I hear you scream my name because, holy hell, it’s so damn sexy.” I swallowed hard as I wrapped my brain around his words—words I hadn’t heard in so long. “I told you I was honest,” he whispered into my ear again.
    I wasn’t sure how to respond, but as soon as I cleared my mind, the alcohol took over for me.
    I spun around and locked my arms around his neck. He looked at me, took me in. His mouth was firm, tense. I analyzed his facial features and how delicious he looked. My body felt on fire, burning and aching between my legs as I repeated his words in my mind.
    Why did his words have an effect on me? I wasn’t supposed to let someone else say those things to me, touch me, and beg me. I craved it—his words, the look he was giving me—my body was craving it all, and it didn’t make any sense to me.
    “Stop,” he said firmly, gaining my attention back. “Stop overthinking, Mac. What’s your body telling you?”
    I sucked in a breath, too embarrassed to tell him. “I don’t know.”
    His lips curved up into a devilish smirk. “You’re a horrible liar, Mac.” He pulled me in closer, our chests colliding. The top of my head reached just under his chin, making our eyes disconnect.
    “How do you know?” I asked. I was only vaguely aware that we were in fact not alone. The music and dancing bodies surrounded us, but it didn’t feel that way. I was on high alert for every word he said and every movement his body made.
    He grabbed my chin and tilted it so we were eye-level again. He brushed the pad of his thumb over my jaw as he said, “Because I’m good at reading body language. Your body’s hot. You haven’t stopped blushing since you’ve met me, and I can smell your arousal from way up here. Your nipples are hard and pressing through this thin material you call a dress. Your eyes are tense, as is your mouth. Your body can’t stop trembling, and every time you speak, small moans escape your throat. Your body is fucking begging for it, Mac.”
    I swallowed again, shocked and embarrassed. He read me like a damn book, feeling everything I was trying to hide.
    I needed to find out for myself.
    “Kiss me,” I said. “Kiss me right now.”
    Both of his hands cupped my face, nearly covering it completely with the size of them. My breath hitched as he covered my mouth with his, pressing his lips to mine. They were soft, warm like honey. I grabbed a hold of his wrists, clenching to him as his kiss sparked my entire body. I felt high as if this feeling wasn’t natural, yet it was overtaking my entire body.
    His