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“Good enough that you guys decided to hang after, apparently.”
Lance’s brows tug closer together. “Yeah, Dax was really cool about it all.”
He is cool, something I never had an issue with until recently.
“Music’s good tonight,” Lance says.
“Be better if you were DJing. How else am I gonna hearthe latest Tate McRae remix?”
“You pay attention to my mixes?”
“Yeah, everyone knows Alpha Theta Mu’s music is the best. And I’m not saying that just because I want to get in your ass—” I stop myself. “I really need to start filtering myself around you.”
“I’m fine with you not,” he says playfully.
“Speaking of your ass… I’m sorry for that shit I said earlier today. It wasn’t right of me to ask that of you, and if you want—” I stop again because this is fucking killing me, but I know it’s the right thing to do. And it wasn’t fair to Lance. “You know you can do whatever you want with him, right?”
Lance quiets, has that deer-in-headlights look that makes it impossible to work out what’s going through that pretty head of his.
“But, before you decide, know that, even though he might be more experienced, you know I know what I’m doing with girls. And I clearly know how to please you…”
“Ty—”
“Just hear me out,” I say before he has a chance to go on, moving close to him, my lips just inches from his, so close that I’m tempted to take a kiss, but what I have to say is too important. “Maybe the first time with me won’t be everything Dax can give you, but you’re gonna feel more comfortable telling me what you need and want.” I slide my hand around his hip, down to his ass, cupping his cheek. “You know we have chemistry. You know there’s something here. That I’ll be even more determined to impress you than anyone else.”
“Ty—”
“Please, let me finish.” I need to get this out, or I’m gonna stifle it, which is only making this shit worse. “No one can takecare of this ass the way I will.” I firm my hold on it. “I’m sure Dax would be fun, and I’m sure it’d be great, but if you tell me that whatever he does to you sparks like it sparks between us, you know I’m not gonna believe that.”
I move closer to his throat, and he rolls his head back, reminding me that I still have this power over him.
That exciting rush returns. If he feels even a fraction of what I do, how could he ever deny me?
“I—” Before I have a chance to say more, Lance rests his hand against the back of my head. He guides my lips to his, and though everything we’ve done together has been hot as hell, in a moment, it’s like an explosion, ripping right through my train of thought, and I lose myself in wet kisses and tongue. When I finally pull away, Lance looks just as shocked as I am by how intense it was, though it’s definitely made me less concerned about everything that had me so worked up.
As he seems to regain his senses, he glances around, reminding me that we’re still in fucking Crave.
“Sorry,” he says.
“Don’t you dare be sorry for that,” I insist, which earns a smirk.
See, Dax, I can make him smile too.
His lips move like he’s about to say something before I hear, “One tequila soda.”
Dax passes me my drink, and I quickly take a sip.
I grind my teeth. The guy just bought me a drink, but now I’m annoyed with him for another reason. Because it would’ve been nice to know how Lance felt about everything I said. Although, given the way Lance attacked my mouth, I’d say it can’t be bad.
“Did I interrupt something?” Dax asks, glancing betweenus, his expression confirming he knows he did, his smile suggesting he might even be proud of it.
“Let’s…uh…let’s dance,” Lance says, still a bit out of it since that kiss.
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Lance
My head’s stillspinning, my cheeks warm from everything Ty said and then that kiss.