Chapter 4 Stranger Danger

• EMMA’s POV :
• I ran out of there as fast as I could.
• All I could feel was the gnawing pain in my chest as I sped away in my car. Zach tried calling me several times and I blocked his number instead. I never wanted to hear his voice or see his face again. Ever.
• I called Tiff and Carrie to see where they were, but none of them picked up. I decided to head back to the bar, thinking maybe they were still there. I double-checked all the corners and the girls’ room, but they were nowhere to be found.
• “Hey, where the hell are you guys? Something bad happened. Please call me back,” I said to my phone, leaving a message on both their phones.
• I walked over to the bar aimlessly and took a seat on one of the stools. I was tired. I was hurting and alone. Every time I closed my eyes, the image of Zach and that girl popped into my head. I wanted to just scrape my brains out.
• It was a long day and I just wanted it to be over.
• “You look like you could use a drink,” suddenly, a familiar voice spoke to me.
• I turned to my side and I saw that guy again, the gorgeous guy that danced with me earlier. He was leaning casually against the bar. I wasn’t in the mood to talk, so I ignored him and turned my face back to the front.
• “Rough night?” he spoke again.
• I didn’t respond, thinking that he’d get the hint and go away. But he didn’t. Instead, he was waving the bartender to come over.
• “One gin and tonic please, for the lady,” he said as he put down some money on the counter. The bartender nodded and started on the drink.
• “It might help,” he said to me simply.
• He wasn’t waiting around for a response. He gave me one last smirk before turning to walk away. I thought I should feel relieved that he was going away. But weirdly enough, I felt like I didn’t want him to leave.
• The bartender put a tall glass in front of me, filled with ice, sliced lime, and a clear liquid inside. I didn’t know what got into me, but I suddenly felt the urge to speak out.
• “Hey, wait up,” I said to the guy.
• He stopped his tracks and turned around, waiting for me to continue.
• I grabbed the drink and downed it all at once. The alcohol burned my throat, but I didn’t care. The burn was better than whatever it was I was feeling. He looked at me with eyes wide open as I slammed the empty glass back on the bar.
• “You wanna get outta here?” I said again.
• “Where to?” he asked.
• “With you? Anywhere,”
• My heart was broken and my mind was blank. All I had now was my body and the burning inside my chest.
• I strode closer to him as he stood his ground. I stopped when I was only an arm’s length away from him. I looked at him, and he looked back at me. He was studying my face as I bit my bottom lip and tilted my head to the side, waiting for his response.
• There was a moment of silence between the two of us. And all of a sudden, a wild smirk curved as he moved forward and his hands reached for my face. He tilted my chin up as he leaned down, and his lips landed roughly on mine.
• The impact made the fire in my chest burn greater. I locked my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He kissed me with more urgency as his large hand gripped my neck, and I kissed him back. His delicious masculine scent enveloped my nose and I felt even more intoxicated.
• His lips devoured mine and he tasted like alcohol and mint. He was absolutely a great kisser, he knew exactly just how much to give for me to want more. My breath hitched when I felt his tongue grazing my lips, looking for a way in. I complied and opened my mouth slightly. He took his chance and his tongue thrust right in. Our tongues met and they started dancing passionately, causing me to whimper.
• I gripped his shirt tighter as his hands traveled down my back and stopped at my butt. He grabbed my backside with such fervor, pushing my front side hard against his pants. He groaned lowly as used my upper thigh to stroke his hardening groin area.
• Shoot! I could feel myself getting so wet.
• And suddenly, he pulled away, breaking off the kiss. My eyes shot open in shock, and I was panting breathlessly. He gritted his teeth as his deep brown eyes bore into mine. Slowly, he leaned forward until his mouth touched my left ear, and he whispered with raspy voice against my skin.
• “Come with me,”
• That didn't sound like a question, it sounded like a command.
• As if I was under a spell, I instinctively nodded my head.
• He grinned brightly at my response. Without giving me a chance to change my mind, he pulled my hand forcefully and we were headed out the back door in no time.
• “Shit,” he muttered suddenly.
• “What's wrong?” I asked as we stepped into a dark alley.
• “I can’t wait anymore,” he said in between breaths.
• He narrowed his eyes at me like a hawk, stalking its prey. I didn’t say anything, I couldn’t. I was still struggling to slow my breathing, catching my breath.
• He stalked closer to me and I was taking small steps back until I hit myself back against the wall. He took both my hands and placed them above my head, pinning me against the red brick. He looked down at me with those dark eyes and said, “I have to have you now,”
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