Page 78 of Playing a Player (Sweet Cravings 1)

He gave me a pleading look.

"Exactly. We're just roommates. Goodnight, Rory." I stormed off toward the exit. But before I could reach the door, he grabbed my wrist.

"All I was going to say was that you're overreacting."

"Seriously? Rory, we're sleeping together and all you see me as is your roommate. Don't you see how that kills me? You know that I like you. Obviously I like you. I don't think I could have made it any more clear."

He ran his hand through his hair. "This is all I know. I told you that I wasn't what you wanted. I didn't want you to get hurt. But you didn't listen to me."

"Then why did you say you wanted more? I'm like everyone else in there." I pointed to the reception hall. "I thought more meant more than just sex."

"It does." He let go of my wrist and ran his hand through his hair again. "I agreed to come to this wedding with you, didn't I?"

"Well thanks for the favor, Rory. I really appreciate you coming here and insulting me all night."

"God, you're driving me crazy."

"I'm driving you crazy? Look, stay. Hook up with some random girl. I'm going home."

"I don't want to hook up with anyone else, Keira."

"Really? You were just on a date last night, weren't you?" I had been wrong last night. I was so mad at him. I was mad at him for leading me on, when it was clear he never wanted more than just sex.

His eyebrows lowered slightly. "How the hell do you know that?"

"So you're not even going to pretend to deny it?" What an asshole.

"What, did Connor tell you or something?"

"Fuck you, Rory."

He grabbed my wrist again before I could turn away. "Yes, I was on a date, okay? I agreed to go before we started whatever the hell this is. And you'll be happy to know that I had a horrible time. It was the fucking worst."

"What, do you want me to feel sorry for you or something? Fine. I'm sorry that she didn't put out on the first date. I'm sorry she wasn't slutty enough for you. I know how much you like easy women. Better luck next time, roomie."

"Would you just let me finish?!"

"I don't want to hear what you have to say. I can't do this anymore." I tried to walk away from him again.

"Damn it, Keira." He pushed my back against the wall so I couldn't move. "The date sucked because I couldn't stop thinking about you."

For the first time since we had come out here, I locked eyes with him. The only sound in the room seemed to be my heart pounding out of my chest. He seemed just as upset about this fight as I was. I didn't like seeing him hurting. I loved him more than I even realized. "I can't stop thinking about you either," I said breathlessly. I grabbed both sides of Rory's face and kissed him.

He pressed my body against the wall and deepened the kiss. I didn't care that we were in public. All I wanted was more of him. But he pulled away far too soon.

"I know that we're more than just roommates, Keira."

"So...friends?" I smiled at him.

"Come with me."

I'd follow him anywhere. I slipped my hand into his and followed him to the closet we had found earlier.

He pulled me inside and quickly closed the door. All I saw was a mop and a bucket before darkness engulfed us. Instead of finding the light, Rory pressed my back against the door. "Let me show you how I feel in the best way that I know how." He kissed me again, slower and more passionately than before.

I liked his version of what more was.

He grabbed my ass and lifted my legs around him. He walked over to a table in the corner and gently placed me on the edge. "You don't realize how hard it's been for me, living with you." He moved his lips to my neck.

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