I force myself to stop my exploration and lay my forehead against hers. “Fuck, you taste good.”
“Divine,” she rasps.
“My girl and her vocabulary.”
Her eyes shine in the low light, and she gives me a small smile that sets my pulse racing again.
“Your girl, huh?”
“Safe to say, the moment you stepped out of that car tonight, it became official. No going back. I’m captivated by you. Do you have a problem with that?”
She shakes her head and licks her lips. The temptation is too much, and I step in to kiss her again, but I’m cut off when my phone rings, startling us both.
“This better be fucking good,” I hiss at Robbie’s unwelcome interruption.
“I’ve kept them busy for half an hour, but the whole crew is looking for you.”
“We’ll be right down.” I hang up and step back, helping Presley arrange her dress. “Unfortunately, we need to get back unless we want to face the masses of one hundred questions.”
“Oh my, your mother…”
“My mom is the least of my worries. Jeff and Johnny may want to kick my ass.”
“Jeez! I feel like I’m seventeen again and trying to hide under the bleachers with my boyfriend.”
At the mention of a boyfriend, I tug her close and kiss her possessively.
“We aren’t hiding, babe, but out of respect, we’re going to go back to the dance floor and make an appearance. This boyfriend is going to be by your side for the rest of the night.”
And most likely for the foreseeable future, I say to myself. With the feeling of her in my arms and the taste of her on my tongue, there’s no way I’m letting this woman go.
Chapter 9
Presley
She’s staring. I know she’s staring because I feel the heat of her eyes. She’s watching me pretend to sleep as I formulate the words in my head. Reese will want details, lots of them. She was ready to drill me for information last night, but I purposely took my time getting ready for bed, hoping she’d fall asleep. It worked. But now, there’s no way to avoid the inquisition. I think about the way Finn’s lips felt against mine and the way his body held me close, trying to hide my grin.
“I know you’re awake. Your cheeks are turning pink.” She bounces on the bed.
My phone rings on the nightstand, and she doesn’t hesitate to jump across me and answer, even as I start flailing against her.
“Hello?” She’s loud enough to wake my neighbors.
Finn’s unmistakable voice sounds through the line, and I fight to get to my phone.
“Sorry, Finn, she’s just waking up. Must be some hangover.”
I shoot her an evil eye and slap at her hands.
“Not sure she drank so much, but she sure—”
“Give me the phone!” I try to twist her off me and grab my phone. She pins me with her arms to my chest and starts laughing.
“Look at that, Sleeping Beauty awakes. But she’s more of a beast.” Reese hands me the phone and moves away, giving me a devilish smirk.
“Hey.” I roll to my side and hide under a pillow.
“Hey.” His velvet tone sends a tingle down my spine. “Good morning, gorgeous.”