Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 69266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69266 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Harley was still talking to Chase as the crowd dissolved around them. I grabbed her arm as soon as Chase headed to the parking lot.
“Don’t think about it.”
“Think about what?” she snapped at me.
“He’s, like, ten years older than you.”
“So?” she said with a laugh. She shook me off. “I’m not stupid. I’m going home.”
“Good. Be sure you do.”
“Having older brothers is the worst,” she said as she stomped off.
I sure hoped that she took my advice. She usually only listened to Whitt.
“Still worried about her?” Nora asked.
I nodded.
“She’ll be fine. Come on. Help me and Tessi clean up.”
I watched Harley disappear and then followed Nora back into the barn. By the time we were through, the place looked abandoned. No one would have guessed there had been a wedding inside.
“I’ll do the rest in the morning,” she said with a yawn. “What a night.”
“A great night.”
“It was.” She smiled up at me and then slung her arm through mine, resting her head against my arm. Even in her heels, she wasn’t tall enough to reach my shoulder.
I didn’t object. There was no one to see us anyway. “Let’s get you home.”
I drove us back to my place. Nora kicked off her shoes in the entranceway and covered a yawn.
“I’ve been up since the sun,” she said. “And somehow, I’m exhausted and wired.”
“Must be part of the job.”
She nodded. “It is.” She turned back to me, a devious smile coming to her face. We’d been walking on a tightrope all night. We’d laughed off her flirting earlier, but now, here we were again…all alone. “I had a good night with you, West.”
“Me too.”
She took a step closer. We weren’t touching, but we were fucking close enough that it would be obvious what was happening if anyone were around.
“Thanks for letting me practice on you all night.”
My blood heated. I wanted to practice on her some more. How much longer could I hold this back?
“Nora,” I said.
“I like when you say my name like that.”
“Like what?”
She looked up at me. “Like you can’t get enough of saying it.”
“I can’t,” I said.
She was stunning in her golden gown with those perfectly pink lips and her beckoning blue eyes. She had been flirting with me all night. We’d been skating this line for much longer than that.
“But I’m going back to LA. You know I’m going back.”
She smiled invitingly up at me. “I know, but I want this anyway.”
And maybe I was a bad friend for considering this. But there was a fine line, and I’d already crossed it. I might as well make it worth it.
“Come here,” I commanded.
Her eyes widened slightly, as if she hadn’t thought that any of this would work.
I drew her into me, tipping her chin up to look at me. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and she trembled slightly under my touch.
“Do you want more practice?”
She shivered. “Yes.”
“What do you want?”
She bit her lip and said nothing. It had all gotten very serious. And I couldn’t walk back from that line. I was too far gone. I’d thought of nothing but her since I’d made her come on my fingers.
I wanted her. She wanted me. Fuck everything else.
“This?” I asked, dipping down until our lips nearly touched.
Her eyes fluttered closed, and she released a soft sigh.
“Tell me.”
“Yes.”
“Tell me again that you want this.”
“I want this,” she nearly pleaded.
And I was undone.
My lips fitted to hers.
Our first kiss.
Our first everything.
17
Nora
Even when I’d dreamed of flirting with Weston, I hadn’t quite believed that it would work. And now, he was kissing me.
It might be practice, but it felt like so much more. It felt like worlds had collided, the universe was singing just for us, the entirety of existence had slowed to this moment.
I’d been kissed before.
I’d never been kissed like this.
Weston cupped my jaw with one hand as his other slipped around my waist and dragged me hard against him. I was so much shorter than him that he had to bend forward at the waist to get to my lips. Our kiss was soft at first but picking up momentum.
He walked me through the kitchen until my back hit the counter. He released me long enough to grip behind my thighs and hoist me up. My ass hit the cold countertop, and I yelped in surprise. He smiled against my lips as he shoved his way between my open legs.
“Oh!” I gasped.
The only material separating us was the flow of my gold dress and his suit pants. He pressed hard against me as he brought both hands to my jaw and stole another kiss. His tongue slid against the seam of my lips. I opened to him and he entered my mouth like an invader coming to conquer. His movements were swift, determined, and oh-so fucking tempting. I could never predict what he was going to do next. The way he took control.