Page 77 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

"I really like my job right now. It gives me lots of free time."

The way he was staring at me made me blush.

He stood up and put his hand out for me. "Let's dance."

A slow song had just started. I put my hand in his and let him lead me toward the dance floor. He grabbed my waist and pulled me close.

The anger I had felt earlier seemed to completely disappear when he looked down at me. I wanted him to stare at me like this forever. Like I was the only girl he saw in the entire room. Like I was the only thing in the world that mattered to him. I clasped my hands behind his neck and smiled at him. I so badly wanted to tell him how I really felt. "I'm glad you came tonight," I said instead.

The scruff along his jaw line brushed against my cheek as he brought his lips to my ear. "Keira, you haven't made me cum tonight. I think it's about time we changed that." His hands drifted to my ass.

I laughed and moved his hands back to my waist. "You seem awfully eager." My voice didn't hide my own eagerness at all. I wanted him so badl

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"Well, I'm pretty sure I was promised that I'd get to fuck you in a closet if I agreed to be your plus one."

I laughed again. "You agreed to come with me two days ago. I only just told you that I've made out with guys at weddings a few hours ago."

"Hmm. I remember it differently."

The music changed to a faster paced song, but Rory kept his body pressed against mine. I wouldn't be able to resist him much longer.

"Keira!"

Becca and Jeremy had just walked over to us.

"Congratulations, Becca!" I said and gave her a hug. "You look so beautiful. That dress is gorgeous."

"Thank you! You remember Jeremy," Becca said and gestured to her new husband.

"Of course. It's great to see you again. Congratulations." I shook Jeremy's hand.

"And is this your boyfriend?" Becca asked. "It's nice to meet you." She put her hand out for Rory to shake.

Rory laughed. "Everyone at this wedding really likes to jump to crazy conclusions. We're really just roommates."

What the hell? Just roommates? It felt like he had slapped me. I could feel myself gaping at him. I turned back to Becca. "Congratulations again." My voice caught slightly. "I'm so happy for you guys." As I hugged Becca, I could feel the tears welling in my eyes. "If you'll excuse me." I quickly walked off the dance floor and past the tables full of happy couples. I felt so stupid. I walked out into the foyer where the cocktail hour had been. Where is the bathroom in this stupid place anyway? I just needed some time to regroup. Or a place to climb out a window and run away.

"Keira!" Rory had followed me out of the reception hall. When he reached me he was smiling.

Why the hell was he smiling? Couldn't he tell that he had been hurting my feelings all night? Just roommates? I wanted to punch him.

"Your friends are all so ridiculous."

"Ridiculous? You're my date to a wedding. Why is them assuming we're dating so ludicrous? Is it really that horrible for people to think I'm your girlfriend?"

He laughed. "It's really no one else's business what we are or aren't."

"It's not funny, Rory. Every time someone asked if we were together you made it seem like you didn't like me at all. Am I really that repulsive?"

"You know I don't think that. You're..."

"I'm what, Rory?" I asked, cutting him off. I hated the way my voice cracked. And I hated the way he was staring at me. It was like somehow I had hurt him instead of the other way around.

"You're..."

"What? Your friend? Oh no, wait, don't let me jump to any crazy conclusions." I poked him in the center of his chest. "You're just my roommate, right?" Fuck you.

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