He doesn't stop his perfect kisses. Instead, his hunger for me only intensifies in a devouring motion. The intoxicating sounds coming from him make my whole body tingle in ways I've almost forgotten.
Oh damn. I hate you right now, Gage.
"Kane, stop. Just let me go. I'll be back," I mutter grudgingly.
He groans, obviously not wanting to release me, but he does so very reluctantly, letting me stand on my own again.
"Fine. I'll see you soon. Hopefully really soon," he grumbles while adjusting his pants.
I chuckle lightly as he gives me a playful scowl, and then he kisses my lips one last time before walking back out to the crazy living room scene where the music is blaring and drinks are underway. I notice there are now a few new houseguests hanging out. How long were we in here?
Gage is gong to kick my ass.
Pulling out my purse, I find a vial of scent masker to drown out any trail. If one of the night stalkers escapes, I don't want to lead them back to my beautiful human. I'd never let anyone touch him, but I don't invite danger to follow me either.
When I walk out, my eyes fall on Kane in the far corner talking to Deke. They're whispering amongst the blaring music, which I obviously find a little odd. At least I think they're whispering. With this terribly obnoxious music, who knows?
A girl with store-bought blond hair drops her arms around Kane's waist and leans into him. Who the hell is she?
Without a pause, he slips her arms out from around him and dismisses her with barely a wave. Breathing out in relief, I pass the sulking fake-blond and walk over to Kane.
He smiles the second he sees me, and he doesn't waste any time pulling me into his arms.
"You guys can fill a house pretty quickly," I murmur, my eyes tossing back to the cheap blond whose eyes are on me right now, sizing me up.
As if Amy's obsession with Kane wasn't bad enough. Great.
"I told you we party. You just haven't had the chance to see it lately. The guys felt like getting their buzz on tonight though. You sure you won't just stay? I wouldn't mind seeing you slur a little."
I let a small laugh free and shake my head.
"Maybe I'll take you up on that when I get back. Don't let too many blonds rub up on you while I'm gone."
His bottom lip folds between his teeth just before he leans down to pick me up and pulls me against him. Those luscious lips find mine again, and he smiles behind the kiss.
"I've only got eyes for one blond."
Amy snorts derisively as she walks by, letting it be known she just overheard that comment. I roll my eyes, and pull back from his tempting offer to stay.
"I hope that means you're not thinking about some brunettes."
Amy's short black hair shakes as she tosses her head around to glare at me. I'm pretty sure she couldn't have heard that, but the timing is rather coincidental.
"No worries. You're the only girl that has ever held my attention, and that's not going to change. Hurry back. I don't want to spend the night around a bunch of drunken people without my girl to hold."
A goofy grin spreads across my lips, and I give him one last kiss before withdrawing completely.
"I'll be back soon, and I expect to be held all night."
"No arguments here."
He gives me a wink as I head out the door, and through the glass, I watch him resume his private conversation with Deke who never said a word to me. They seem so serious, and Sierra seems to notice it as well. I watch her approach, and instantly they loop her in.
I'm almost jealous of how close they all seem to be, because I feel like such an outsider. It's for the best though. In less than a year, Kane won't be able to be mine anymore.
A shuffle of people scurry past me on their way into the noise box of a house. It's crazy how soundproofed it is. It's obvious now why they had it soundproofed. They never cut the volume low on anything.
I down the vial of scent masker before attempting the stairs. My face distorts into a medley of disgusted expressions as the slimy, tart liquid slides down my throat. I always forget how terribly horrid this stuff is.