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I pressed myself against him, tilted my head up, and found his lips already coming toward me. Phillip responded immediately, his mouth parting to welcome mine, his tongue brushing mine. His grip around me tightened and I wished I could melt into him.
Breathless, I pulled back.
“How about we get out of here?” he asked, low and hopeful. His eyes bore into mine, and there was no way I could deny him. Who was I kidding? I didn’t want to deny him.
I nodded, and before I could say anything, his mouth was on mine again. This time, his lips moved slower but hungrier. Damn, we had to get out of here soon.
I pulled back again to restrain myself. “I should tell Ellie that I’m leaving.”
“All right.”
He gave me his hand, and I led us off the dance floor to the sofa where Raul, Rick, and Carlos
