it coming, not from her, the woman I had just found up on the roof

llar, pulling me closer. I could taste the alcohol on her lips

be like this is not worth it. After t

end her life at my hotel, and w

and continued assaulting my lips with the mo

away, but something about the way she kissed me-the desper

, even. It wasn't just about lust; it was somethin

some rooftop insanity with a random woman. The party was downstai

I was away. I'd sent a few messages back and forth with Aaron, b

least not

e, and independent-but still, a part of

u don't have to attend the party.

come ri

f drink I had in my suite before I got distr

inst mine, hungry, desperate, and God help me, I didn't pull away. Instead, I kissed her back

elf get lost in it. My mind went blank, the noise of the world below fading int

lity slammed

l are you do

it... What are you doing?" My voice was hoa

s. Her lips were slightly parted, still swollen from the kiss, and for a mom

ng. "Just... just let me feel you. I need

her this wasn't right, that she didn't need this, that I wasn't the person she ne

physical escape; she was trying to drown her pain in something, in s

arely a whisper. The question lingered be

r in it. "Does it matter?" she muttered. "I'm just

lost, broken, and while I didn't know her story,

o back inside and sober up, but when she looked up at me

ently with one hand. "This isn't going to fix anything," I

voice barely audible. "But

s tangling in my shirt. And damn it, I kissed her back. I kissed her like I hadn'

n impulse. But for some reason, with this woman, I felt like I was losing every

I di

ase... I need this," somethi

g her waist, the curve of her, the w

hrough her hair. She melted against me, her body pliant, her lips

o the rooftop suite. Her hands fumbled for the handle, and befo

I stared down at her. Her face was flushed, her ey

e low and rough. "Because once w

r lip, and that was a

it free from my pants, and within seco

m your name," She pleaded with her eyes c

that I would cle