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Heat floods all of my body when his hard cock pushes into my stomach. I slide my hands up his chest to wrap around his neck, trying to get closer so I can feel every inch. A small moan escapes.
When Van lifts his head, he smiles down at me. “I have to tell you, Red. I thought when you got your hands around my neck, it was going to be so you could choke me.” I can’t help but burst into laughter. Van slips his own hand down to grab my ass.
“Okay, we get it! You guys are dating,” someone shouts, rocking my whole world right back to reality. This isn’t real. It’s all for show. I don’t know why I continue to allow myself to forget that.
“Fuck off,” Van shouts back, his smile dropping. I release my hold on him to step back, but he keeps his firm on me, not letting me get an inch away. His eyes drop back to mine. “Don’t do it, Red. Don’t pull away from me.”
“Everyone is staring.”
“When did you start caring about what other people thought?” I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, not having a smartass reply on hand. I’m still flustered from the whole kissing thing. Only Van can get me tongue-tied.
“Let’s get out of here.” He grabs my hand, leading me back out of the kitchen.
“Hey! We were playing a game,” Sadie calls. I’d forgotten about that too. I forgot everything when Van kissed me.
“Your sister.” I try to tug on his hand.
“Got Dunc.”
“Your brother.” I correct with a smirk.
Van’s hand shoots out and shoves someone back that almost knocks into me. They spin around to say something but close their mouth when they see Van and mutter an apology.
“When are you going to start seeing that you trying to piss me off only turns me on more?”
“So, masochism is one of your kinks,” I tease him as we weave through the people. Most step out of the way for Van. He keeps me close.
“Got one kink, Red.” He glances down at me. “You.”
My heart gives a stupid flutter like I’m in some romance book. He’s making this all too hard. It’s fake. We have to stop at the door for Van to get his keys.
“At least they're responsible,” I say as Van blows into the machine.
“You drink?” Before I can answer, he keeps going. “I didn’t taste it on you.”
“Oh my God.” Van opens the passenger door for me.
“You’re even more pretty when you blush.” He swipes his thumb across my warm cheeks.
“Van. Fuck, wait up,” Dunc shouts. Van turns. He and Sadie are headed right for us.
Shit.
“Let’s go. We can go make out somewhere.”
Van glances back at me, his brows furrowed in suspicion. “What’s going on, Red?”
“Can we just go?” I try again, but it’s too late. They’ve made it to the car.
“We need to talk,” Dunc tells him.
“You don’t want to talk to him. You don’t even like him,” I quickly remind him.
“Fleur, we’ve gone to school together since kindergarten. I might be an asshole—” Dunc says.
“Might?” Van glares at Dunc.
“Someone better tell me what’s going on.” I can hear the frustration in Van’s voice.
