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look. Whose side is she on? I just poured my heart out to her.
"Keegan, you have to do a hell of a lot better than that if you want to get her back."
There's silence for a few seconds, and I'm waiting for the smart remark. I assume he's surprised by what she knows, but I couldn't care less.
"Let's dance," I tell Delaney. I'm feeling pretty good and the dance music playing is the perfect cover to get away from him.
I grab her hand and drag her to the dance floor. I don't look back and I just let the music course through my body and join the alcohol. After a while, I head to the bathroom; those drinks have gone straight through me. Delaney goes back to the bar to get us more drinks, which I'm sure I don't need since I'm having a hard time walking a straight line. Luckily, all goes well in the ladies room, and I'm able to use the facilities without help. I even laugh at what an awesome drunk I am.
I'm walking out with a smile on my face, when I'm turned and backed against a wall. My heart speeds up, because for a split second I don't know who has grabbed me, then I hear the low timbre of a voice I recognize.
"Are you drunk?"
I look into Keegan's eyes while he holds me trapped.
"Maybe a little."
He looks angry, and for some reason I find it hilarious. I start to laugh at him.
"You need to be careful; anyone could take advantage of you, Aimee."
"I'm not alone, I'm with Delaney," I remind him.
He tilts his head. "Who is also wasted."
Well, I guess there goes her supposed alcohol tolerance.
"Well, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't need to be here."
He releases one of my arms and grabs my face.
"If it wasn't for me you would have fallen over, the way you were stumbling out of the bathroom. I'm surprised you didn't wipe out."
"You're such a stalker, Keegan. I don't remember you being this creepy before, you must have picked this up from your blonde banshee."
He looks at me, confused, but then his eyes turn from anger to regret.
"Your eyes are so blue, like the ocean blue, did you know you have the most beautiful eyes on the planet?" Did I say that out loud? Oh shit!
He just looks at me and then his lips curve up into that panty-dropping smile, and I know if he decided to take me here I wouldn't protest. My head is all foggy when he is this close.
He must see all my walls fall in that moment, because his warm lips have descended, and I can't help but pull him closer when they meet. It's an explosion of everything I've been feeling in the last few days. The anger, passion, hurt, and wanting. We are devouring each other at the speed of light. My head is telling me to stop, but I can't. His power over me is too strong. Everything else around us falls away. His warm hand slides under my shirt, shooting a tingle down my spine. It feels amazing. I am floating into this man and trying to become one. When we come up for air, he places his forehead against mine.
"To the stars," he whispers, and I look up at him.
"The stars are too far away, Keegan; no one can ever reach them, and everyone knows they will burn you into ash."
He releases me and I'm free. My buzz begins to vanish and flee to the front of the bar. The farther away I get in this instant, the better. I'm this close to forgiving him, but I don't trust myself. I'm not responsible for any of my actions right now. At least that's what I tell myself when I am outside looking up into the sky at the twinkling stars, wishing just once I could touch them.
***
I'm so hot and sweaty. I open my eyes to a light that makes me immediately squint. My head is throbbing, and I feel like I've eaten an entire bag of cotton balls. I try to remove the heavy-as-lead blankets, but they won't budge. That's when I realize that they aren't blankets, but a warm body. No wonder why I feel like I am one hundred degrees. I turn my head and recognize Keegan as my human sauna. No, no, no. What did I do? I stiffen as I try to remember last night's events. El Diablos, dancing, more El
"Keegan, you have to do a hell of a lot better than that if you want to get her back."
There's silence for a few seconds, and I'm waiting for the smart remark. I assume he's surprised by what she knows, but I couldn't care less.
"Let's dance," I tell Delaney. I'm feeling pretty good and the dance music playing is the perfect cover to get away from him.
I grab her hand and drag her to the dance floor. I don't look back and I just let the music course through my body and join the alcohol. After a while, I head to the bathroom; those drinks have gone straight through me. Delaney goes back to the bar to get us more drinks, which I'm sure I don't need since I'm having a hard time walking a straight line. Luckily, all goes well in the ladies room, and I'm able to use the facilities without help. I even laugh at what an awesome drunk I am.
I'm walking out with a smile on my face, when I'm turned and backed against a wall. My heart speeds up, because for a split second I don't know who has grabbed me, then I hear the low timbre of a voice I recognize.
"Are you drunk?"
I look into Keegan's eyes while he holds me trapped.
"Maybe a little."
He looks angry, and for some reason I find it hilarious. I start to laugh at him.
"You need to be careful; anyone could take advantage of you, Aimee."
"I'm not alone, I'm with Delaney," I remind him.
He tilts his head. "Who is also wasted."
Well, I guess there goes her supposed alcohol tolerance.
"Well, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't need to be here."
He releases one of my arms and grabs my face.
"If it wasn't for me you would have fallen over, the way you were stumbling out of the bathroom. I'm surprised you didn't wipe out."
"You're such a stalker, Keegan. I don't remember you being this creepy before, you must have picked this up from your blonde banshee."
He looks at me, confused, but then his eyes turn from anger to regret.
"Your eyes are so blue, like the ocean blue, did you know you have the most beautiful eyes on the planet?" Did I say that out loud? Oh shit!
He just looks at me and then his lips curve up into that panty-dropping smile, and I know if he decided to take me here I wouldn't protest. My head is all foggy when he is this close.
He must see all my walls fall in that moment, because his warm lips have descended, and I can't help but pull him closer when they meet. It's an explosion of everything I've been feeling in the last few days. The anger, passion, hurt, and wanting. We are devouring each other at the speed of light. My head is telling me to stop, but I can't. His power over me is too strong. Everything else around us falls away. His warm hand slides under my shirt, shooting a tingle down my spine. It feels amazing. I am floating into this man and trying to become one. When we come up for air, he places his forehead against mine.
"To the stars," he whispers, and I look up at him.
"The stars are too far away, Keegan; no one can ever reach them, and everyone knows they will burn you into ash."
He releases me and I'm free. My buzz begins to vanish and flee to the front of the bar. The farther away I get in this instant, the better. I'm this close to forgiving him, but I don't trust myself. I'm not responsible for any of my actions right now. At least that's what I tell myself when I am outside looking up into the sky at the twinkling stars, wishing just once I could touch them.
***
I'm so hot and sweaty. I open my eyes to a light that makes me immediately squint. My head is throbbing, and I feel like I've eaten an entire bag of cotton balls. I try to remove the heavy-as-lead blankets, but they won't budge. That's when I realize that they aren't blankets, but a warm body. No wonder why I feel like I am one hundred degrees. I turn my head and recognize Keegan as my human sauna. No, no, no. What did I do? I stiffen as I try to remember last night's events. El Diablos, dancing, more El
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