Page 57 of For the Win

I don’t want this to end.

We kiss and kiss and kiss, until I’m breathless and aching.My breasts feel full and heavy, my pussy squeezing with need.

Then he pulls back and smiles.His eyes have darkened, his lids heavy with arousal.“Wow.”

I can only give a tiny nod.

“See you Monday,” he says softly.

I’m lost for a few seconds, then I nod again quickly.“Yes.Right.Monday.”

“We can talk about delivering your donations.”

“Yes.”I try to breathe.

He kisses my forehead, and slowly releases my hair.“Good night.”

“G’night.”

He walks me back to the door, then lifts his hand and strides down the sidewalk to where he parked his car.

I can’t move.I stand, fingers pressed to my lips, my body pulsing, wishing he wasn’t leaving, or wishing he wasn’t leaving without me.

I drift back into the bar like I’m full of helium, and glide onto my stool.I pick up my empty glass, peer at it, then set it down.

“You okay, Ari?”

I turn to Taj.“Mmm.Yeah.”

“You look like you were just kissed into next week.”

A smile pulls at my lips.“Pretty much.”

“You really like this guy, huh?”

I regard him contemplatively.“I do.”

He nods.

“What do you think?”I lean in earnestly.“I need to know, Taj.”

“I don’t know him.”

“I know, but first impressions are important.”

Annoyingly, Taj hedges.“He seems like a good guy.”

“I know that!”

He lowers his head, then looks up.“I’m not going to be your trust-o-meter when it comes to men.”

My mouth drops open.“What?”

He gives me a look like someone’s pulling his toenails out.“I get that you’re cautious.”

“I have to be!”

“I know, I know.But you also have to learn to make decisions on your own.”

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