The words fly out of my mouth before I even have a chance to think about them, and the scarlet that blooms on her face in response makes my cock swell all over again. A rush of heat crawls up my spine at her reaction. I want to touch her, kiss her, feel her, fucking take her right here and now just like she wants, but I have to keep myself in check—at least until we’re alone.

Her heart is pounding so hard I feel it in her pulse as my finger brushes across the underside of her wrist.

She shivers under my touch, her mismatched eyes darkening to the color of stormy seas. Goosebumps scatter over her skin wherever my fingers trail, and watching her body respond to my touch ignites something primal within me.

“I think it’s my turn again,” I say in a low voice. Hannah swallows hard, the delicate column of her throat working in a way that makes me want to press my lips against it. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.”

“Are you going to pick that all night?” I lean in closer, her orange blossom and jasmine scent filling my nostrils. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”

Something flashes through her eyes, a boldness that looks fucking good on her. “Fine. Dare.”

“I dare you to do exactly what you want in this moment,” I murmur. “No thought of anyone or anything else, just what you want.”

The challenge in my voice is unmistakable, a gauntlet thrown down between us.

She hesitates for a second, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she breathes. Then she abruptly leans across the table and presses her lips into mine.

The little spark that was smoldering between us before ignites, bursting into a full blown flame. Because this kiss? This kiss is different. It feels more intentional than the one we shared outside Sideline, and I can practically taste the hunger and desire on her lips that’s been swirling between us since we sat down.

I kiss her back, my hands moving with decisive purpose to cup her face between them and hold her in place so our tongues can explore each other’s mouths. The room around us fades away until she’s my sole focus, the only thing in the universe that I’m aware of. She moans into my mouth, her hands clutching my wrists, and it only makes me kiss her deeper. I take control of the kiss, guiding her with the subtle pressure of my thumbs against her jaw.