Chance for a Dance | Just a Kiss GxB Paranormal Romance

I mean, I wanted him to kiss me. Something about it just wouldn't be the same if I had to kiss him. I wanted to know he wanted it.

And not just because he wanted my energy or whatever, like the first time.

I wanted him to kiss me like he meant it, pushing me back against one of the trees that lined the edge of the slope--

Okay, so I wanted him to kiss me, but how was I supposed to tell him that without giving all the mood of the moment away?

Maybe I could just stand there and try to look kissable? Um, no. No. Even I didn't know what-the-heck that would look like.

Instead I said, "Sure is a nice night out, huh."

But to my surprise, Chance said, "A nice night for almost getting kidnapped, you mean." He sounded angry. Dammit, so he was still thinking about that. I mean, the man back at the dance had been full-on creepo, but I wasn't going to let that ruin the whole night. Or, I didn't want to let it. But Chance kept going. He clenched his hands into fists, "If it weren't for all those people around, I would have--"

Oh. Wait, you mean he hadn't come up here because he wanted to kiss me?

Dammit.

I tried not to let my disappointment show when I said...
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