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now, he’s supposed to be engaged, so what was all that sexual tension about?”
    “Well , obviously it was sexual tension,” I pointed out.
    “Well , duh! Look, far be it from me to tell you what to do, but are you sure you know what you’re doing? He left you ten years ago, Carly.” And just like that I knew the playfulness of earlier was gone.
    “I know .” I hiccupped. “I was just dancing with him, Jodie.”
    “Well , if that’s all it was, what’s with the eyes he’s making at you now?”
    “How would I know?” I asked as I turned to scan the dance floor. He was with his friends, but his eyes were still trained on me. The look in them made me feel naked, stripped bare in an instant. I turned back to Jodie and just shrugged.
    “ It’s your funeral,” she remarked and went back to talking to Matt.
    I set my empty glass on the bar and went back to the dance floor. Grey and I made our way towards each other , and when we were a foot apart, he held out his hand, a silent question to dance with him some more. Of course I was more than happy to oblige.
    We danced until the club closed at 2 a.m. After another cocktail and a couple of rounds of shots, I found myself outside with Grey. The air was cold on my skin and Grey offered me his jacket, as I had forgotten mine. Moments after sliding my arms into his coat, I was pulled roughly forward by him until I stood toe to toe with him. He leaned down, putting his arms around my waist and his lips over the top of mine.
    I me t his fervent kiss like it was the oxygen I needed to breathe. His lips were hot on mine and he tasted like a mixture of alcohol and peppermint. I kissed him until my lips felt numb. When I pulled away, I looked into his eyes, and what I saw there was a reflection of my own desire and need. Before I could overthink the situation, I took my iPhone out and called a cab home.
    When the cab arrived, I got in and pulled Grey in with me. I told the driver my address. Now that my lips had warmed up some, I snuggled up to Grey and began to kiss him. He kissed me back with just as much passion and the journey home seemed shorter than I expected.
    We stumbled up to my front door. I was desperate to get the key in the lock before sober Carly reared her ugly head.
    I took off Grey’s jacket and threw it at the coat rack. I kicked off my shoes and took Grey’s hand, leading him into my bedroom. Tonight wasn’t the kind of night for lighting candles and being romantic—this was about Grey being inside me after ten years.
    I pushed my bedroom door open and Grey started to unzip my dress. I batted his hands away and pulled him in front of me. I kissed him like my lips were fire and his the cooling water to douse the flames. He pushed me against the wall and I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist. My dress hitched up and Grey pushed my G-string to one si de—he licked his finger and rubbed my sweet spot with it, beginning slowly. He inserted just one finger—his eyes lit up as he felt how wet I was for him already—then he added a second finger. I squeezed myself around his fingers and that dazzling smile lit his face like a beacon in the dark.
    I looked up and his mouth came crashing down around mine. I grabbed the back of his hair in one hand while I kissed him with everything I had bottled up over the years. I had never had sex with anyone that could match up to Grey. He knew my body better than anyone and how to get me to react.
    I moved up and down to match the rhythm of his fingers deep inside me.
    He removed his fingers, leaving me feeling empty—and undid the zip of his jeans. I held tighter with my legs while he dug around in his pocket for what turned out to be his wallet. He removed a foil packet with one hand and brought it to his mouth to tear open—I could feel how hard he was even through his jeans. I made a move to help him but he didn’t let me remove my grip from his waist. Finally, he was ready, and as he kissed me, he