All of a sudden, it felt like every cell in my body lit up, a desire spreading through me that I couldn’t
quite put into words…
This overwhelming feeling left me feeling a little ashamed, like I wasn’t being a “good” girl.
I had never felt this with Jace. Even when we were together, undressed and close, it was just
nerves. There was never this deep, raw hunger–this fire.
But with Hayden? It was like something had been unleashed inside me, something I didn’t even
know existed.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I reached for his lips, but he pulled back, teasing me. Frustrated, I
wrapped my arms around his neck, my voice a breathy whisper, “Hayden…”
My voice sounded desperate, needy, like someone I didn’t even recognize.
I never sounded like this before. It shocked me, but I couldn’t stop. This burning desire was too
strong to ignore, and with Hayden, I didn’t want to hold back. With him, I felt free to be exactly who I
was, no pretending.
“Hayden…” I whispered again, kissing him anywhere I could–his cheek, his jaw–my lips hungry for
him.
His hand gripped the back of my neck, his breath hot and uneven. “Kiki, wait… let’s go home,” he
rasped,
his voice thick with restraint.
But I didn’t want to wait.
The need I felt was intense, fleeting–if we waited, it might slip away. I knew we were outside, in a
parking lot, and anyone could see us. My mind told me to be rational, but my body wanted more.
Still, reason fought its way through. I funneled my frustration into a hard kiss on his neck, sucking
his skin, marking him. I stayed pressed against him, my chest heaving.
He didn’t move either, just tightened his hold on my waist, pulling me so close it felt like we were
merging into one.
We stayed like that for a while, the tension between us still simmering. Finally, he loosened his grip,
opened the car door, and gently slid me inside.
Now that the heat had cooled, all I felt was weakness and a strange kind of shame. I couldn’t even
meet his eyes.
This must be why people prefer the lights off–it hides the awkwardness, the raw vulnerability.
Tcurled up in the seat and closed my eyes, trying to steady myself. Just as I was about to drive off,
Hayden leaned over and kissed my forehead softly. “That was my fault.”
A wave of confusion hit me. “What do you mean?”
Then he added, “I shouldn’t have gotten you all worked up.”
Wait, was he serious right now?
Wasn’t I already embarrassed enough?
I shoved him lightly. “Stop talking, you’re distracting me.”
“Alright, I’ll make it quick,” he teased, hisugh deep and soft, making my face flush again.
I swatted him, flustered. “That’s not what I meant!”
He grinned, clearly enjoying himself. “Then what did you mean?”
I had noeback.
“Hayden, I’ve realized something–you’re really good at pretending,” I muttered, pressing the gas
pedal a little too hard.
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As the car moved, I heard him murmur, “Some things are just in your nature, Kiki. It’s in the bones.”
His words sent a shiver down my spine. I thought of what Lena once said–that everyone shows
their truest, most primal side in bed, no matter how proper they seem.
Was Hayden saying that tofort me? To make me feel less embarrassed?
It didn’t matter. I wasn’t going to reply.
We pulled up to the apartmentplex, and it was pitch ck–no streetlights, no windows lit. The
ce feltpletely deserted, like it had already been abandoned. Most of the residents had
moved out since the building was about to be demolished, leaving it eerily quiet.
As I sat there, lost in thought, Hayden got out of the car and walked around to my side, opening the
door. Before I could step out, he scooped me up effortlessly.
“1-”
He cut me off, his tone yful. “I didn’t want you to trip. Your legs might be a little weak.”
I smacked his chest lightly but didn’t resist as he carried me toward the building.
The quiet emptiness around us felt almost eerie, and a hint of mncholy settled over me. Resting
my head against Hayden’s shoulder, I nced around–and then I saw it.
A familiar car.
My grip on him tightened. “Wait a second…”