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turning it up as loud as I could stand, and turned off the faucet.
I m sorry, Garrick.
Sitting, his head was level with my chest, and he rested his hands on my hips, pulling me
forward.
It s okay, love. This was bound to happen sooner or later.
I wish you could come with me.
Me too, love. But it s okay. We ll have dinner another time. You should get changed. The
sooner you get out of here. The less likely we are to get caught.
I nodded. My hands shook slightly as I pulled the clothes to my chest.
He said, I ll close my eyes. And I dropped a quick, thankful kiss on his cheek
Smiling, he closed his eyes, and then leaned his elbows on his knees and his face into his
hands. As quickly as I could, I whipped off my shirt, and shrugged off my shorts. I pulled a black
tank top over my head, and then picked up the skirt.
My stomach dropped.
It was that God-awful, horrendously short miniskirt. I must have made a noise because
Garrick raised his head. He kept his eyes closed as he asked, Everything okay?
I said, Yes.
Even though I was thinking hell no.
I slipped on the skirt, and it was just as short as I remembered. I sighed. There was no
way I could wear this.
I touched a hand to Garrick s shoulder, meaning to tell him that I was going to go outside
to ind something else, but his eyes opened and ixed on my legs, which suddenly felt weak,
like pools of fabric instead of muscle and flesh and bone.
One of his hands curled around to tickle at the back of my knee, and I had to steady
myself with a hand on his shoulder to keep from collapsing.
You re trying to kill me, aren t you? He choked. Isn t this the skirt you told me you d
never wear?
And I won t be wearing it tonight. I m going back to my room to find something else.
I turned, and his other hand touched my thigh. Wait.
His hands trailed up to the indecently short hem, and around to the back of my thighs,
inches below the curve of my butt.
You. Are. Unbelievably. Sexy. His voice was so low it rumbled, and I could feel the
vibrations soaking into my skin. He leaned down and punctuated each word with a chaste kiss
up the side of my thigh. I could have been clay in his hands, the way he was controlling me. If
he had tried, I might have given up my virginity to him there in the bathroom without much of
a fight.
But Kelsey s fist pounded on the door, snapping me out of my lust.
Damn, Bliss. Would you hurry it up already?
With her words, came back my fear. Sure, he thought I was sexy now. But virgins were
pretty much the least sexy things ever. Would he change his mind when he found out?
I have to go. I m sorry. There s probably spaghetti still left over if you want some after
we leave. I ll& I ll call you, okay?
He nodded, his eyes still dark, unwavering.
I tumbled out into the hallway, a mess of hormones and emotions. I was so distracted
that I didn t even remember I d intended to change until I was already buckled into Kelsey s
car and we were on our way to the club.
Chapter Twenty
Ecstasy, the club, was dark and hazy when we entered. The beat of the music pounded
through the walls and the loor, seeping into my skin, setting me on edge. This wasn t my
scene at all, but Kelsey loved it. I igured all I had to do was hang out at the bar, maybe chat
with a guy or two so she d get off my back. Then she d probably go home with some guy and
leave me her car. That s how these things usually went.
What I hadn t anticipated was the way my change in attire would change the normal
plan. We were barely in the doors for a minute before a guy had asked me to dance. I declined,
which earned me a glare from Kelsey.
What? I shouted over the music. You said I had to come, not that I had to dance!
We stood at the bar, and I worked to flag down a bartender, while she berated me.
You are the most infuriating person I have ever met! You look smoking hot tonight, and
all you re going to do is sit over here and pout like always!
Then maybe you should have let me stay home and pout!
A guy tapped on my shoulder, and I didn t even wait for him to ask before I said, NO!
Kelsey ixed her hands on her hips, and for a Barbie look-a-like, she was still pretty
intimidating. I realize you are upset, and you ve got a lot going on. I m trying to be
understanding, but what is your problem?
I don t have a problem, Kelsey. I just don t like that you think you can drag me places
without any concern for what I actually want!
Fine! Nevermind! I give up! Sit here and pout! I m going to dance!
She spun around and pushed through the crowd, spilling several drinks and knocking
people out of her way.
Scary Barbie.
I inched onto a stool, conscious of the fact that my short skirt made it so that my bare
legs were glued to the plastic. I wouldn t be surprised if my ass was hanging out, but at the
moment I was too pissed off to care. I ordered a Jack and Coke, and sat there seething while I
waited. I knew she meant well, but the solution to all the world s problems was not partying.
I d always known we were very different people, but I d never realized just how much she
didn t understand me.
Can I buy you a drink? A voice asked over my shoulder.
I held up my full drink, and ignored him.
The guy took a seat beside me anyway. He leaned in to ask me something else, and I
snapped, I m not interested!
Then a familiar voice answered. I m glad to hear that.
I nearly fell off my stool when I picked up the accent.
Garrick!
Garrick was the guy sitting next to me, a cap pulled down low over his eyes, covering his
gorgeous blond hair.
He hadn t sounded like Garrick when he d first spoken. You sounded
When he answered this time his accent was gone, and he sounded American. No
particular dialect, just& normal. I am an actor, Bliss. I know how to cover my accent.
Still in shock, I asked, What are you doing here? What if someone sees you?
I m incognito, sort of. And if anyone does, I ll just say we ran into each other by chance.
I m a professor. I didn t take a vow to have zero social life.
But why?
Because I couldn t stomach the thought of you dancing with anyone else in that skirt.
His hand grazed my thigh, and all the heat from earlier came rushing back.
Garrick, stop! Someone is going to see! What if Kelsey comes back?
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