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her eyes, careful not to smudge her makeup.
She had no right to even be upset. It wasn’t a real date. He told her from the beginning that it was just a favor he needed.
Then why was she so upset?
Because she had wanted it to be real, at least for a while. And now your carriage is a pumpkin . She sighed. When will I learn?
“What are you doing?” Linc grabbed her hand and yanked her down the hallway.
“Linc, stop running. I’ve never worn shoes like this. I’m going to fall.”
He scooped her up and ran at superhuman speed. At least that’s what it looked like. The world blurred, and nausea boiled in her belly. Great job, Snooki.
Too much champagne. Confused, she pushed against his chest. “Put me down,” she ordered.
“I will, as soon as I get you to the safe area.”
“I don’t understand. Safe areas. Councils. This has to be some weird secret society. I’m not here to keep the gray hairs off of Nick. He used me as some kind of—I don’t know. Bait, or distraction or something.”
Saying it out loud made it all seem so much worse. “I want to go home,” she whispered.
When they reached the grand salon, Linc put her down. But he kept an arm wrapped around her.
“Nick will be down in a minute. I’m sure whatever you heard was out of context. Let’s get a drink and you’ll feel better.”
“How do you know I heard something?”
Linc, with his kissable lips and wavy brown hair, eyed her carefully. The man would give Nick a run for the Adonis title, if Adonis was a biker-type. “Your face, Casey. You wear your emotions for the world to see. In fact, it would be great if you could pretend all is well until Nick gets here.”
All she’d done was pretend.
She wanted a drink, but staying one more minute at the party was no longer an option. Home. She just wanted to go home. Take off the ridiculous clothes and put on her old sweats. It’d be like taking off this fake, rich skin and going back to the real Casey, but she didn’t mind. Right now the real Casey seemed like a much happier lifestyle than this fake crap.
Casey grabbed Linc’s lapels and kissed his lips lightly. His body tensed, and for a moment, she thought he might deepen the kiss, but he jerked his head back. “Casey? You—Nick will be here soon.”
“I want to go home,” she said huskily.
When Linc frowned she swore she’d never drink again. She was probably making the biggest ass out of herself. So much for her seduction skills.
“It’s okay. You guys are friends. I get it, no problem. Or maybe you just don’t find me attractive. I’ll just call for a taxi.” She let go of his jacket. “And, um, sorry I kissed you. I don’t know why I did that. Well, I do, because you look like that guy on the television show, and he’s been the fantasy of many a night. But still—what was I saying?”
A deep fog clouded her mind, and coherent thoughts were no longer possible. Before she could walk away, he pulled her back in his arms. Those mesmerizing green eyes bore into her.
“I’ll take you home if that’s really what you want. It isn’t safe for you to take a taxi right now.” His eyes narrowed and his body was so warm that she wanted to lay her head on his chest.
“You smell good,” she said. “And you’re just so damn pretty. I’m trying so hard not to drool.”
Linc grinned. “Do you always say what you think?”
Casey ran her fingers along the short beard on his chin. He grabbed her fingers, but he didn’t let go of her hand. For a moment it felt as though he might lean down and kiss her.
He stepped back.
“Yes, I almost always say what I think, but the liquor is helping tonight.”
“Ah, well. I am a gentleman, so I will escort the lady home.”
Gentleman, schmentalman. Casey wanted the man to kiss her like there was no tomorrow. Maybe then, Nick’s words wouldn’t hurt so much.
But this time she didn’t voice her needs.
“We’re going,” he said as he wrapped an arm around her
She had no right to even be upset. It wasn’t a real date. He told her from the beginning that it was just a favor he needed.
Then why was she so upset?
Because she had wanted it to be real, at least for a while. And now your carriage is a pumpkin . She sighed. When will I learn?
“What are you doing?” Linc grabbed her hand and yanked her down the hallway.
“Linc, stop running. I’ve never worn shoes like this. I’m going to fall.”
He scooped her up and ran at superhuman speed. At least that’s what it looked like. The world blurred, and nausea boiled in her belly. Great job, Snooki.
Too much champagne. Confused, she pushed against his chest. “Put me down,” she ordered.
“I will, as soon as I get you to the safe area.”
“I don’t understand. Safe areas. Councils. This has to be some weird secret society. I’m not here to keep the gray hairs off of Nick. He used me as some kind of—I don’t know. Bait, or distraction or something.”
Saying it out loud made it all seem so much worse. “I want to go home,” she whispered.
When they reached the grand salon, Linc put her down. But he kept an arm wrapped around her.
“Nick will be down in a minute. I’m sure whatever you heard was out of context. Let’s get a drink and you’ll feel better.”
“How do you know I heard something?”
Linc, with his kissable lips and wavy brown hair, eyed her carefully. The man would give Nick a run for the Adonis title, if Adonis was a biker-type. “Your face, Casey. You wear your emotions for the world to see. In fact, it would be great if you could pretend all is well until Nick gets here.”
All she’d done was pretend.
She wanted a drink, but staying one more minute at the party was no longer an option. Home. She just wanted to go home. Take off the ridiculous clothes and put on her old sweats. It’d be like taking off this fake, rich skin and going back to the real Casey, but she didn’t mind. Right now the real Casey seemed like a much happier lifestyle than this fake crap.
Casey grabbed Linc’s lapels and kissed his lips lightly. His body tensed, and for a moment, she thought he might deepen the kiss, but he jerked his head back. “Casey? You—Nick will be here soon.”
“I want to go home,” she said huskily.
When Linc frowned she swore she’d never drink again. She was probably making the biggest ass out of herself. So much for her seduction skills.
“It’s okay. You guys are friends. I get it, no problem. Or maybe you just don’t find me attractive. I’ll just call for a taxi.” She let go of his jacket. “And, um, sorry I kissed you. I don’t know why I did that. Well, I do, because you look like that guy on the television show, and he’s been the fantasy of many a night. But still—what was I saying?”
A deep fog clouded her mind, and coherent thoughts were no longer possible. Before she could walk away, he pulled her back in his arms. Those mesmerizing green eyes bore into her.
“I’ll take you home if that’s really what you want. It isn’t safe for you to take a taxi right now.” His eyes narrowed and his body was so warm that she wanted to lay her head on his chest.
“You smell good,” she said. “And you’re just so damn pretty. I’m trying so hard not to drool.”
Linc grinned. “Do you always say what you think?”
Casey ran her fingers along the short beard on his chin. He grabbed her fingers, but he didn’t let go of her hand. For a moment it felt as though he might lean down and kiss her.
He stepped back.
“Yes, I almost always say what I think, but the liquor is helping tonight.”
“Ah, well. I am a gentleman, so I will escort the lady home.”
Gentleman, schmentalman. Casey wanted the man to kiss her like there was no tomorrow. Maybe then, Nick’s words wouldn’t hurt so much.
But this time she didn’t voice her needs.
“We’re going,” he said as he wrapped an arm around her
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