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fingernail lines still deep in his skin, it looked painful. I slowly lifted the back side of his hand to my mouth and kissed it. I took my time studying the marks. I had hurt him, made him bleed, and he didn’t stop me, didn’t pull away. I placed his hand on his upper thigh running my fingers gently over my distress inflicted mark.
    I glanced at Jason. His dark green eyes were clouded over, and he wasn’t smiling. His mouth was tense. I turned to look at Heather. She pointed to her lips, silently telling me I had something on mine. I looked back at Jason. He still watched me, stunned. I snaked my tongue out slowly and licked my lips. I tasted a sweet metallic taste; it tasted like blood. His eyes were locked on to mine, the feeling so intense it was like no one else existed but the two of us.
    My stomach fluttered , and my heart sped up, and I whispered, “You taste very good.” I was drawn to this man, uncontrollably, unequivocally drawn.
    I gave him my naughty lip curl, and then he was kissing me. It was soft and tender and urgent. I melted into it. The contact was doing things to my body. I feel him… He had my face in his hands, and his lips were soft as he kissed me. His tongue swept across my lower lip where the blood was, and then his tongue was in my mouth. He was being so gentle. My hands went around his neck, and I pulled his face closer to mine. He startled a little and began kissing me more forcefully, drawing my tongue into his mouth. He tasted so good I moaned, and he lightly bit my bottom lip before pulling away. I dropped my arms and sighed. The moment felt surreal, like I was dreaming it. He swept his arm behind me and pulled me closer. I suddenly remembered we were in a restaurant and my friend was watching the whole thing. My face turned hot, and I felt a deep blush.
    Heather was staring at us , and she was smiling the biggest, goofiest grin. “Wow.” She was speechless, which was a huge improvement. Red was gone, another positive. She finally got her voice to work again. “I have known my girl for seven years, and I have never seen anything like that before.”
    I followed her stare toward Jason and his eyes were still glued to me. He flashed me a smoldering smile and winked. My stomach started doing funny things, and I pushed my plate farther away. Red appeared again with a waitress and a bottle of wine. She passed out the four wineglasses. Red leaned over and whispered something into Heather’s ear. Her eyes widened and traveled from Jason to me.
    I put my hand over my glass . “None for me, thank you.” Jason followed me in denying the wine.
    Heather started talking nervously . “She never drinks, doesn’t like feeling intoxicated.”
    “One glass would not constitute intoxicated ,” Red’s voice was laced with anger. His eyes on me confirming, he was not happy with me.
    I reached for Jason’s hand again. He ran his other hand up and down my arm . It was very calming.
    “You can try, but she is always in control of herself…well , almost always.” She smiled looking back and forth between Jason and me. Her smile dropped fast, when she glanced at Red. “When we were in college, we went to parties, and Kat was always the driver. As I recall, she is also the one friend I had that would kick the shit out of anyone who tried to touch me while I was intoxicated. She even beat up a girl once because she grabbed my boob. Katie taught self-defense at the college. She has a crazy temper.”
    I looked at Heather in wonder . I could tell she was lying. Her voice was higher pitched, and she was rambling and fidgety. Most of her words were nonsense, she was literally spouting off things. But why would she make up such things? I never went to parties in college and sure as hell never taught self-defense, and if a girl grabbed Heather’s boob, it was because Heather wanted her to. I watched her eyes shift from Jason to me. She was over selling something, I wasn’t sure what Red had whispered to