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Sookie walks right up to me and snatches the glass from my hand then downs it in one gulp and slams it down onto the table then walks off.?
Lucas curses behind him. “Sorry, he’s had a long day.”?
I know that look well. Lucas is covering for him as much as he can but Sookie’s ready to murder me for being on a “date” with Producer Sung-Bin. I never actually told him I was still going to go.
And less than twenty-four hours ago, I was with Sookie.
I’m a horrible person and neither of us can express any sort of emotion, just long dark stares.
He’s frustrated.
I’m frustrated.?
There isn’t enough whiskey in the world to cure the way I burn for this guy I’m supposed to be working for and not touching. Everything in my body is a live wire and my only choice is to watch him walk past me when I want to follow him, shadow him, grab him by the wrist and pull him against me, eating his words with my mouth before they spill from his lips.?
Producer Sung-Bin lets out a low whistle. “That kid’s self-destructing in typical idol fashion, but faster than I thought.”
“He’s not a kid.” I snap without thinking. “Imagine being a trainee at the age of eleven and only knowing this life and being told you can’t become an adult because every fucking person on the planet wants you to be innocent.”
The words are out before I can apologize.?
I gasp and cover my face with my hands. “Sorry.” I mumble through my fingers as tears sting the back of my eyes. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to say all of that.”
Sung-Bin slowly puts his glass down on the table and stands. “I think you actually did. Wonder what you’d be like if you actually let go?”
It’s not for him to know. “I let go.”
He shakes his head. “No, you really don’t, maybe…” He sighs and looks up at the sky. “Tonight’s a good night to try that—with me.”?
He’s good looking.?
He’s not Sookie.?
Tears fill my eyes. “I’m not ready to do that.” With you, with anyone but the one that holds my heart, the one who’s heart I keep breaking.
He nods. “Right, because there’s someone else.”?
He looks behind him as if he knows it’s Sookie.?
“Sorry.” It’s all I have.?
He shakes his head. “You might be, one day, if you go down a road you can’t come back from.”?
My frown follows immediately. “What are you talking about?”
Sung-Bin leans in and whispers in my ear. “He’s not a kid, he’s a man looking at a woman he wants to devour. I know the feeling.”?He slams his glass onto the table. “In fact, tonight’s not a good night. I need to go get some rest. You should too.”
He says nothing more, just walks away, leaving me with the words I said and all the hurt. I swipe the bottle of whiskey and start walking into the dark house. Some of the band members from both SWT and TestME are in the kitchen again cooking, I lamely walk past them in an effort to find Sookie and at least try to apologize and let him know I overstepped despite my feelings.?
When I walk by the theatre room, a hand suddenly grips onto my wrist and pulls me in. I almost drop the bottle of whiskey as hot lips press against mine, inhaling my gasp. It’s Sookie.?
I wrap my free arm around him while he grabs the bottle from my left hand, our mouths tear apart, he gently pushes me away and then opens the cap, downing at least two gulps before wiping his face. “Sorry, I just wanted our tastes to match.”?
I have no words when he drops the bottle onto the nearby red theatre chair and lifts me into his arms.?
This is happening.?
I’m not just giving in, I’m giving over as our mouths fuse, our tongues collide while our hands slide down each other’s bodies in such eagerness I’m sure we look like a greedy hot mess.?
