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“Those people are idiots.”
His gaze roved over my face, analyzing my reaction, seeking permission. He brushed a strand of my hair behind my ear. No doubt he’d pulled that move a thousand times with a thousand other girls, and still it set off wild swirls in my stomach.
He traced the line of my jaw with his thumb. “All I can think about is kissing you.”
A thousand birds took flight in my chest. He tilted my chin with his knuckle, forcing me to look into his beautiful eyes. He leaned in and his woody aftershave filled my senses.
“I want you, Forster.”
“We just had this conversation outside.”
“I know. I still want you.”
Oh God. I wasn’t going to do this, was I? I couldn’t. My heart hammered. I stiffened my spine, trying for some resolve. The silence thickened. He stepped closer. My back hit the desk. He positioned himself between my thighs.
“I want to keep things professional …” The sentiment sounded half-hearted even to me.
Slowly, he lowered his face. His lips brushed mine. “Me too.”
“I don’t want to do this with you.”
“Me neither.”
My insides jangled with excitement. “We can’t do this if I’m going to join your team.”
I watched his throat bob as he swallowed. “We really can’t. Do you want to join my team?”
He’d worn down my defenses. I had no reasons left. “Yes.”
His warm breath fanned my face, and his lips touched mine again, soft and sweet. “Then we absolutely can’t kiss.”
“I know. We can’t.”
He whispered against my lips, “You should tell me to stop.”
Even if I’d wanted to stop, my mouth wouldn’t form the word. I held my breath. His lips covered mine, and he pulled me roughly toward him. Blood pounded in my ears. The heat of his body and the cool, masculine scent of him filled my senses. Muscles deep within me tightened, longing to be filled. I wanted to forget myself in this tangle of tongues and teeth. It was only the need that mattered. Every part of me was too tense, begging for release like a violin string pulled too taut.
His lips seared a path over my neck and he pulled my cardigan down, kissing the hollow of my throat and across my shoulder. His warm lips found mine again, firm and masterful. My senses filled with spicy cologne and expensive whiskey. Instinctively, my body arched against him, and his finger traced a path over my collarbones and the bare skin of my shoulders, sending currents of desire through me. An electrifying heat bloomed over every patch of skin his fingers brushed. Oh God. I’d wanted this. This was a kiss to escape into, to get lost in, to drown in. I couldn’t stop it. Not now. If this was my chance with Gabe Rivers, then I’d take it.
He tugged off my cardigan and tossed it on the desk. At least Frankie would be happy it was finally banished. My head fell back, a moan escaping, and he chuckled into my neck. His large hands traced the bumps up my spine and a shiver of pleasure raced through me. He lifted me onto the desk. His hands skimmed my thigh, bunching my dress.
I rested my forehead against his, my breathing labored. “We should get back to the party.”
His lips seared a path across my throat. “I’m enjoying our party up here.”
I didn’t want to stop kissing him, but things were getting too hot and heavy too fast. I couldn’t believe I’d let my guard down. What on earth was I thinking? This wasn’t me. I was way more sensible than this. I couldn’t get involved with this man. He was a professional heartbreaker.
“People will wonder where we are.”
“So?”
“So, you have a new striker. Don’t you want to make your announcement?”
He frowned and studied my face, feature by feature. “You mean it? You’re joining my team?”
“We’ll need to discuss the terms, but yes.”
A huge smile lit his face. “What made you change your mind?” He quirked a bemused brow. “The singing?”
