Page 57 of Eat Slay Love

And all I could think was—am I really doing this?

My clutch buzzed against my thigh, dragging me out of the haze.

I wanted to ignore it, but I already knew—if I didn’t confirm to Laila that I was still breathing, she’d have the entire NYPD scouring the city for my lifeless body.

I sighed and held up a finger to Fabien, mouthingone sec.He arched a brow but nodded, amused.

I pulled out my phone, and my thumbs flew over the screen.

Me:I’m fine. The dinner was amazing. I met a guy. He’s in the car with me now. We’re going to the Met.

Laila’s response came instantly.

Laila:?????????????? BITCH!!

Me:Girl. . .

Laila:TELL ME EVERYTHING.

Me:We’re together. I can’t.

Laila:SEND ME A PIC!!!

I smothered a laugh, shaking my head.

Me:I gotta go, but I love you so much. Hope you had a great night.

Another buzz came through, but I ignored it, slipping my phone back into my clutch.

When I leaned back, I found myself pulled into warmth—Fabien’s arm, draped behind me, his fingers grazing my shoulder, gathering me into him as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

“Oh.” I blinked.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes.” I smirked. “But, I must admit that you are so smooth.”

He tilted his head, studying me with a lazy sort of appreciation. “Not smooth enough.”

“Oh?” I arched a brow. “Why do you say that?”

“Your clothes are still on.”

My nipples stiffened. “Mmm.”

His grip on my shoulder tightened slightly. “Don’t make that noise.”

“Why not?”

His jaw clenched. “Because I’ve been battling with not kissing you.”

I exhaled sharply, the entire car shrinking down to justus. “That’s a battle you’re definitely going to lose tonight.”

A dark, primal sound left his throat—a grunt, a growl, something deep, male, andhungry.

And then he was on me.

His soft mouth crushed against mine, heat, dominance, andneedpouring into the kiss like he had been holding it back for hours, days, lifetimes. His tongue slid into my mouth, stroking, claiming, and I moaned into him, my fingers threading through his hair, pulling him closer, needingmore.

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