Page 34 of Last Chance Seduction
We closed the door behind us, and I swallowed hard.Wondering exactly what the hell we were going to do for the evening.
“Okay.We can do this.I mean, we’re adults.”
“Mercy.It may be a king bed, I may be an adult, but you did not sign up for this.”
We stood at the end of the only bed in the single room, and I met her gaze.“I do realize that I’m more likely to get this contract because the groups think I’m well on my way to being married, and you’re helping with that, but this is ridiculous.All of this is so stupid.We should just go.I have enough contacts now, we’ll skip the dinner, the event in the morning, and we’ll just see what happens.”Though the snow was coming down and I was a pretty sure we wouldn’t make it down the mountain if we wanted to.At least not at night.
“Pull out your phone and tell your family you’re doing that right now.”
“They’ll understand.”
“Yes, they will.But frankly, I don’t want the others to win.”
“Is this that competitive thought?”
“Gia was totally looking down on you.She might’ve pretended that she was doing just fine, but no.I don’t appreciate it.”
“Okay then.I can sleep on that tiny chair over there.”
“The way you just called it tiny, tells me neither one of us believes you’re going to do that.”
I swallowed hard and moved to get out of her way as at the same time, she shifted so she could head to the bathroom.I nearly knocked her over in the process and put my hands on her hips to steady her.
We were so close then, I could feel the heat of her through my clothes, and I swallowed hard.
“Merce.”
“We can totally handle this.We’re adults.”
“Right.Plus, when we have dinner tonight, and the party later, you’re going to be in my arms like this when we’re dancing.So it’s not like this will be new for us later.”
“Right.Totally.”Then for some reason I did the one thing I had wanted to do all day, and the one thing I shouldn’t.I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers.She stiffened for an instant, and I nearly pulled back, before she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply.I groaned into her, my hands squeezing her hips.She tasted of wine, sweetness, and all Mercy.I needed to stop kissing this woman.We were friends after all, but none of that made sense in this moment.Instead I kept my hold of her, one hand slowly moving up her back and gripping her neck.She moaned into me as I tilted her head, deepening the kiss.
When her arms came down to pull at the bottom of my shirt, I realized that my other hand had been at the edge of her skirt.Pushing all thoughts of worry out of the way, I tugged up her skirt, finally meeting bare flesh.
“Are these stockings?”I growled against her.
“I wanted to feel pretty.”
“You’re so fucking sexy.”And then I kissed her again, nearly ready to push her on the bed, shove up that skirt, and taste the sweetness between those thighs.
A knock sounded on the door.
I cursed, both of us freezing in our actions.“It’s our bags,” I whispered against her lips.
“I know.”
We pulled away, staring at each other.Her lips were swollen, her eyes dark.And all I wanted to do was ignore the bell service and take her.
But this was just a fake relationship.And fake feelings could get in the way.
Though I adjusted myself, watching the way that her eyes widened at the act, and went to open the door.
And hopefully by the morning, I would be able to forget what had happened.
Even though I knew I was clearly lying to myself.
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