He slapped cash onto the table. "For both of us."
"Wait, I can pay for my-"
Before she could finish, Chris had already led her out of the club. The argument she had prepared about paying for her own things disappeared as quickly as the cool night air brushed against her skin.
All she could think about was the man beside her.
They crossed the street to the hotel opposite the bar. Walking through the reception was hard. Trying not to touch him when he was so close was hard.
The moment they stepped into the elevator, Chris pushed her gently against the wall, his lips claiming hers again. She met him with equal urgency, threading her fingers through his hair. His lips trailed down her neck, lingering at the sensitive spot just below her throat, sending waves of warmth through her.
Her kn
