e lucky ran
ke, dressed in the tightest, shortest, blackest latex
urred as she propped h
glacial stare, as she sized her up, her c
cheeks and ears matched his
ns over her shoulder and pranced off, vanishing in
d with a smile. "Y
," Eden said softly. "T
ank him. But, he did save
sometimes?" He chuckled, and
she saw Simon and Olive slink their way to the dance
at him, her eyes shimmering with tears she was struggl
sively. Eden, acutely aware of his every movement as they moved to the music, tried to ignore
he way they dance. It was true. What she may have assumed t
htly. Her brain screamed at her not to get excited as his five o'clock sha
sign up with Rent-A-Boyfriend," Eden assured him a
favourite TV shows. He was too damn fine for his own good. And if she carried on clinging to
s eyebrows shot up, and his
rowing her head back. "I've nev
thought sadly
in his arms, even when the song ended, and another tune came on, she ca
ngers, why are you here tonight?" Sh
imagined filthy-rich gods like him have private clubs, where on
he faint whiff of expensive bourbon, to the dark slim-fit jeans he paired with a denim button-do
ast night of free
lor party. She instantly felt terrible for being rude to him earlier. If she was celebrating
ked on his chest. "Shou
"Not really. But it is w
ught the intense look in his eyes. If he carried on staring at her like that, li
ng her face as if the meaning be
miled tearfully. "Ma
rs in a fiery kiss. For a breathless few minutes, all she was aware of was this moment, his arms around
warmth from his body. He had a swimmer's body. Fir
see hersel
a good r
ice hoarse, his ocean eyes stormy wi
what was undoubtedly her biggest mistake yet. But having spent the first twenty-four years of her life colouring w
She quickly texted her friend's while they waite
pation for what lay ahead. She vaguely made out the familiar streets as they zoomed through Rock Castle and headed to a privat
of a massive, steel black gate which yawned open when Liam
lights lining the driveway. The all-white structure, with its smooth classic lines
essed in their crisp black and whi
hould we prepar
an take the rest of the ni
barely shut when Li
ng around his waist as he carried her up the glass staircase, through a long hallway and finally plac
asked as he dropped light kisses o
emoved his clothes. She wanted to forget the last
t with his hands, cry out with his tongue, and t
r rebound and she wasn't his last night of freedom, their f
er as they lay panting in each other'
est. She wished there was such a thing as Rent-A
her, more languidly this time. His bold thrusts and s
Princess," Liam growled
ndous wave of pleasure hit her like a hurrican
he kissed her forehead and t
lose and let her cry, and when she was sure she had
ow," sh
r be okay
ied soon. Not when he'd wielde
n her fra