Page 55 of The Pinkie Pact

Giving me a brilliant smile, she squeezed into my side, fitting against me perfectly like she had always belonged there. I couldn't get over the amazing way she felt, and sometimes, I could feel the side of her breast as her softness brushed against me, making me want to pull her in tighter.

It was all so new to me, and I didn't even know what to do anymore. I hadn't touched another girl in forever. I mean, I'd barely even touched Christina for years. So to be this close to someone, especially someone as beautiful as Sky, was almost too much to handle.

Her hand on my side squeezed me, and I looked down at her, finding that smile once again like she was encouraging me to relax.

And so I did. Or at least, I tried. I leaned into her. I let my hand explore her back a little, her shoulder, her upper arm. And every part of her felt so fucking good. I didn't want to stop. I wanted more. I wanted all of her.

But I was determined more than anything to wait, to take it slow, because something inside me told me this might be the most important thing I did my entire life.

So Close

Sky

Kieran's hand on me was amazing, and I loved the way he finally started to relax and explore my body... just a little.

He was so incredibly tense. I could feel it in his back, feel it where my hand rested on his side, and I knew he was thinking about everything, although I wasn't exactly sure what specifically was on his mind. Had Kara been wrong? Was he not over Christina?

As the band played another song and the music pumped through the crowd, I realized Kieran was more of a gentleman than I thought. Maybe we just needed to get away from Kara, though. I mean, what dude wanted to hook up when his little sister was nearby? Or maybe it was Bear being close by too. Or maybe it would take some time, and I wouldn't get my way so easily for once.

Smiling to myself, I let my hand slide down, and down even farther, till I reached Kieran's back pocket and pushed my hand in there, my fingers giving him a good squeeze. I felt him stiffen beside me, his hand pausing on my shoulder, and I wondered if I'd crossed the line. Was it too much for him?

But then, I heard a small chuckle next to me, and I dared to glance up at him to find him grinning down at me. He surprised me by holding onto me and taking a few steps back till we were well behind Kara and Bear, giving us some much-needed space.

He whirled me around and pulled me to him, tight against him, my arms instantly going around his waist again. But this time, we were chest to chest, crushed against each other, and I could hardly breathe. His arms wrapped around me, settling in on my lower back.

As our bodies began to move together to the music, I peeked up at him and couldn't believe what I saw in his eyes. It wasthe looktimes a thousand.

For a long moment, we stared at each other, breathing each other's air, our faces inches apart, our mouths so close it was agonizing. I studied his lips, so full, so beautifully shaped, so perfect.

Had I ever really noticed every detail of a guy's lips before? No, I definitely hadn't. Had I ever wanted to kiss someone this much before? Definitely not. But something stopped me.

My gaze went back and forth between his eyes, his lips, and every other part of his face, truly letting myself look at him, the straight line of his nose, his high cheekbones, the startling color of green in his eyes that made him Kieran.

And I noticed he did the same. But instead of feeling embarrassed or wanting to hide, I wanted him to see me, really see me.

His hands tightened on my back and started to explore, crushing me into him tighter somehow. Our bodies still keeping time to the music and with this magnetic pull between us, I raised my own hands up his chest, slowly feeling him, feeling how every inch of him was hard.

Closing my eyes for a heartbeat, I remembered that day I'd seen him running bare-chested, imagining what was under his shirt and how it would feel to actually touch him.

I was so fucking heated right now. I pressed my hips into him harder, needing to feel him, needing the pressure. When he did the same, grinding into me, my eyes flew open, and I bit down on my lip, trying to catch my breath.

It was like everything around us fell away, and it was just Kieran, me, and the music pulsating through us, keeping us grounded on this planet. His eyes stared at my mouth, and I knew he wanted to kiss me. God, I wanted to taste him and feel those lips on me more than anything in this world.

He leaned in, his head dropping lower, and my heart took off that this was the moment. Leaving his amazing chest behind, I stretched my hands up and wrapped them around his neck. Our breaths came faster while we inched even closer.

The music suddenly ended as the band stopped playing and said they were going on a break. People started making a dash for the bar, jostling us when they passed.

The magic spell was broken.

Kieran gently let go of me, sighing as he did so. "So close," I thought I heard him say as I unwrapped my arms, letting them fall back to my side.

"You guys want a drink?" Bear asked, eyeing us as Kara did the same wearing a shady smile.

Clearing his throat, Kieran said, "Sure."

All of us heading to the bar, Kieran grabbed my hand, almost crushing it with his strong grip. I could feel the tension rolling off him, but I had no idea why. Was he upset that we'd been interrupted? Or was he thinking our almost-kiss was a mistake?

As we waited, Kieran didn't let go of my hand, didn't lessen his grip, and I noticed Kara and Bear both giving our clasped hands a quick glance, although neither one said anything.

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