Hopeless Magic by A.K. Koonce

Author:A.K. Koonce [Koonce, A.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Prince Charming

Tonight was simple. It was almost fun even. Mackel took me to his bar. The lights there were dim and just oozed expensive vibes. Naturally, I stole every single thing my fingers touched.

It was truly a wonderful evening.

The two of us stand on the small front porch of house 6969. A few wooden chairs sit to the left and I wonder if he’ll linger; if he’ll take a seat to talk for a while. I’m tired. Tired of pretending everything he says makes my heart melt. He’s nice. Just as nice as he was when we were sixteen. But nice never made my heart demand someone’s presence.

Hell, at the very least, even Darrio has an alluring appeal. I want to know where every scar on his body came from. I also don’t want him to open his mouth to tell me. If he opens his mouth, only awful words will come out, I just know it.

“What are you thinking about?” Mackel asks as his hard body leans into mine. Every inch of him aligns in a suffocating way against me.

My cheeks flame red as I realize I was somehow thinking about Darrio of all people.

“You, of course.” At the sound of my quiet words, that beautiful smile pulls at his full lips. “Just you,” I whisper as his lips meet mine.

The warmth of his hands seep into me as he cradles my head. Expertly, his tongue drifts over mine. My back is flat against the house, pinned in place by his strong chest.

Slowly, my fingers run down his soft shirt. The lines of his muscles threaten to deter me from my real mission.

With purpose, I moan into his mouth. His breath quickens just as my fingers wrap around the pocket watch. It’s taunted me all night with the gleaming gold chain hanging from his hip.

Warm hands drag down my chest, down my bare ribs, and across my hip to finally stop at the high slit in my tight dress. He pushes at the smooth material, searing heat into my flesh as my thighs lock together instinctively.

If he paws all over me too much he’ll find an embarrassing wade of cash pressing against my cleavage and there’s nothing less attractive than stolen dollars slipping from your boobs.

I pull back from him, my eyes anxiously shining up into his.

“I like you.” The words are a forced confession but they don’t make his hand fall from its place high on my upper thigh. The scruff of his strong jaw meets my lips as I kiss his cheek delicately. “Pick me up again tomorrow night. I’ll have a surprise for you.” Another kiss skims his jaw with the tease of my promise.

It’s a lie.

I’ll be long gone tomorrow. Probably just as he realizes how much money he’s missing out of the cash drawer.

“But tonight isn’t over.” That charming smile slashes across his face before twisting into something dangerous as he smashes his lips to mine.

A pounding sound thrashes through my chest. My

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