And his body’s so close, almost skimming mine. God, he smells so good, that cologne mixed with a hint of fire and summer.
I pull my hands behind me, unsure how to move. “You having fun?” He places his hand on the wall above my head and leans into me as he talks. Bastard.Įxcept, now he’s in front of me, and I almost apologize for calling him a bastard, but thankfully I get a grip and don’t. I know the feeling I felt the same way when he left earlier. She does, but her face drops as he walks away. He separates from his group, and a girl pauses to follow him, but he sends her away with a gesture for her to go with the others. Those striking eyes land on me, reminding me of earlier in the night. I almost don’t notice Andrew passing by since the crowds blend together, except he stands out. The night blurs by in a haze of shots and keg stands, till I’m leaning against a wall for balance, waiting for Rose to get out of the bathroom so we can leave.
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