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And it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever encountered.
I don’t want it to ever end.
His lips on mine, tongue in my mouth, his total domination… I don’t want it to ever end.
Ever.
One of the photographers yells out, startling us both, and we break apart.
Sure enough, I look over my shoulder and TestME, the new group walk out in sunglasses and random colors of street wear. They wave to the cameras, but they all have black face masks on as their management team escorts them to the other side of the garage toward a waiting black van.
The paparazzi continue to flash photos, then quickly get in their own van and follow them. “They’re gone.” It comes out like a breathy whisper.
“No.” Sookie still hasn’t let go. “I think they’re still around the corner.”
He pulls my head back down.
I cling to his shirt and give myself an extra ten seconds.
I even count them in my head.
One. His teeth tug at my bottom lip.
Two. His hands move to my hair digging in, slightly pulling.
Three. One of his hands slides behind my neck and cups it, his fingers burn where he touches my skin.
Four. His kiss deepens before he pulls away and starts slow nibbles down my neck that send shivers down my spine.
Five. He makes his way back up to my chin, then pulls away, his brown eyes take a complete choke hold, making it impossible for me to look anywhere else.
Six. It’s almost over.
Seven. He’s sad. And so am I.
Eight. Slowly, I pull away and adjust my clothes.
Nine. His hands drop to his sides.
Ten. We put the chasm of space between us again.
His mask is back on both figuratively and physically, he straightens his shirt, and folds his hands as I sit next to him.
And then, like a professional who has no business being in that back seat, I open the car door, look around again, and walk to the elevators and press the up button.
He dashes out of the car and nearly face dives into the elevator, and as the doors close, I could swear I see a tear slip past his mask, dropping to the floor.
My heart burns in my chest.
He doesn’t know the worst part of all of this—I feel like a cheater, and I don’t even know if I’m cheating on someone else or myself?
But, Sookie has to know soon.
I have to let him go.
I have to.
Otherwise I never will, and it’s not fair to him.
