What’s Hot Right Now
Aya
Coast is clear. Now I can focus on helping my friend get into the drummer's pants.
Or at least I think I can until I see six feet of sun-kissed skin, muscle, and the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen walking towards us.
And then it hits me like a ton of bricks.
I’m flushed. Frantic. Fluttering like a hummingbird. Lightheaded. My knees are getting weak. It’s all I can do not to whimper.
Pretty sure I know this feeling. Pure, unadulterated lust.
I haven’t felt it in forever.
Good thing too. It almost ruined me.
I look up at Shawn. He’s completely lost in the music, the corner of his mouth turned up into a small smile, despite everything.
He looks down at me and winks.
I feel my face get hot and my palms are slick. He’s getting sweaty. I immediately picture him bare-chested again and feel that familiar throbbing between my legs.
Here it comes. It’s official, I’m in lust with Shawn Kinney.
Which means that I have to get the fuck out of here.
Now.
Shawn
Aya has that perfect laugh. Sweet, bright and genuine. The kind of laugh I could listen to every day. And there’s a smattering of freckles on her nose. I’m such a sucker for freckles.
Stop it. You can’t be thinking like that, I tell myself. You’re fresh off of a breakup. You can’t want someone new just yet.
Only, I definitely can.
Her eyes close. Mine do too.
It feels so good to be touched.
To have a woman in my arms.
To have Aya in my arms.
Fuck, I’ve got to let her go before I fall in love with her.
I had no idea what I was in for when I invited the mysterious blue-haired girl to my party.
And I certainly didn’t expect this.