“I mean, I will. Being as amazing as I am, I’m used to getting points for the team.”
“Good Lord,” I groan and he smiles against the back of my head as his fingers dance along my collarbone. “That ego is bursting at the seams, Jace Sinclair.”
“Nah, it’s good.”
“Okay,” I laugh as he kisses my jaw.
“You look hot tonight,” he whispers against the spot below my ear. Before we came out tonight, I went back to my dorm to get Mekena and changed into a long maxi dress with long sleeves down to my wrists. It is comfortable and I am tired of wearing jeans. While Mekena is wearing a very short skirt, I gave those days up when I used my thighs as a cutting board. I never thought I would regret it one day when I was doing it, but then I didn’t think I was going to live long either.
But I am.
And I’m happy.
“Thanks,” I say, leaning into him.
“You smell good too,” he says huskily, and heat burns between my thighs.
“Jace, are we gonna make it through this?”
Grinning, he brushes his hand against my breast before holding me under my arm. “Not sure yet. I’m considering taking you into the bathroom.”
“Um, no. You challenged me to some karaoke of death. We are karaoke’ing.”
“Fine,” he complains against my temple. “But you are coming home with me tonight.”
Moving his nose along my jaw, he bites softly into my neck, and I gasp, my body tingling with want. “Mm. I don’t think you even need to ask.”
“Good, I wasn’t going to anyway.”
Grinning, I turn my head, taking his lips with mine. Holding my face, he kisses me with so much feeling, I am overwhelmed in seconds. I can feel his kiss in my toes, my whole body on fire for him. He consumes me.
When we part, he’s looking deep into my eyes, and soon I can’t breathe. I’m gasping for breath as my eyes fall shut a bit, his lips moving ever so slowly against mine. It’s always like this with him, so fucking intense. But so fucking perfect. He kisses my bottom lip, and I swear I’m a second from letting him take me right here, but then he’s whispering something along my lip.
I don’t hear him. “What?”
He meets my gaze, and his eyes are so tender, so sweet, that again, I can’t breathe. I’m lost. Completely lost, and I’m pretty sure I never want to be found as long as I’m lost in Jace Sinclair’s eyes. “I want to ask you something,” he says again, this time louder.
“Yeah?”
He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple moving up and down, but his eyes never leave mine. I can tell he wants to say something, something intense and real, but all he is doing is searching my eyes and I’m confused.
“Jace?”
But he shakes his head before looking away. “Never mind, Markus and Mekena are going on.”
As my brows touch, I stare at the side of his face while Markus and Mekena start to sing “FourFiveSeconds” by Kayne, Rihanna, and Paul McCartney. He’s laughing, but I know it doesn’t reach his eyes and I know he wants to say more. Reaching out, I take his jaw in my hand and turn his face. When he looks at me expectantly, I ask, “What were you going to say?”
He shakes his head. “Later.”
I glare. “I don’t want to wait.”
He grins. “Gonna have to. Can’t do that here.”
I eye him skeptically, but then Markus steals my attention when he starts to sing. He’s good, and so is Mekena. They are cute and I’m sure she wanted to sing a love song, but she seems to be having a good time, which is what I wanted. I miss her and our friendship, but I’ve allowed Jace to take over my life. Which is probably bad since I did this before. I blew off all my friends for Caleb, and in the end, I had no one. Who could blame them?
But, that won’t happen with Jace.
I have to stop thinking like that.