Alice
I follow Nathan up the stairs. The other guys are partying, and there are people over, but Nathan presses his finger to his lips with a smirk behind it. His eyes are mischievous. Tempting.
My pulse flares, and I nod my understanding. Be silent. It actually makes me feel excited to sneak around. We tiptoe until we are behind a locked door, and then Nathan is all over me.
Startled, a whimper leaves my lips as I'm picked up from the floor. My arms wrap around Nathan's thick neck, and a shudder wrecks me when he kisses me.
Lord, this rhythm is the same one he used inside the ice arena.
Nathan, usually so kind and patient, is a force to be reckoned with right now. His lips are on mine in rushed kisses that are so perfect that I mewl into his mouth while he takes me to his bed.
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