Page 6 of Committed to You

I don’t trust what may come out of my mouth. This is the most forward Chase has been with me, and my body is humming against his, wavering from all the conviction I have to not go out of the friend zone with him.

“I’m going to kiss you, and you tell me if you don’t like it.”

I should tell him no but am not able to get the words out of my mouth. His head moves toward mine, and I don’t pull back. My mouth waters at the thought of his lips, but they hit my neck. I moan as they slowly make their way up and across my jawline.

Closing my eyes, I forget my reservations and succumb to his spell. His mouth is on the edge of mine when the door opens, and the blaring of the music jolts me back into reality. I quickly jump off his lap.

“Charlotte, what’s wrong?” Tears are streaming down her face.

“I need to go.” She grabs her purse.

Chase and I look at each other, confused. Before I can say anything, Charlotte is at the door. Xander is blocking her, and they are arguing.

“Stop. That wasn’t what you thought,” Xander says.

“You were kissing…her,” Charlotte snarls. “Move.”

Xander was kissing another woman?

“I wasn’t kissing her,” Xander insists.

“Get out of my way,” Charlotte yells as more tears stream down her face.

Xander tries to put his arms around her, and she pushes him back and goes into the hall.

I take off after her and slide my arm around her. “Leave her alone, Xander.”

He waves me off. “Stay out of this.”

I step into the elevator with Charlotte.

“You don’t know what just happened,” he claims.

I pull her face into my shoulder then push the button.

Xander steps into the elevator.

“Get out, Xander,” I yell.

“No. You have this all wrong.”

The bouncer puts his arm against the door. “Sir, you need to step out.”

Xander tries to put his arm on Charlotte, but I smack it. “Don’t touch her.”

“You have this wrong,” he sternly says again.

“Sir, you need to step out now, or we will remove you,” the guard says.

He closes his eyes then leaves the elevator. “Charlotte!”

I glare at him as the doors shut.

Steering Charlotte through the club, I turn in our tickets to the coat girl, and once we have our jackets, we go outside and quickly hail a cab. On the way to Charlotte’s, I pull her into my chest and let her cry on me while I guiltily think of Chase and what I almost allowed to happen.

I’m even more screwed than before. What I fought against for so long, I’ve now had a taste of, and it’s better than I could have ever imagined.

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