Page 25 of Don't Date Your Ex Best Friend
This strange, handsome man took me by surprise as he twirled me around, almost forcefully, but caught me in his arms.I gasped and searched for his eyes as my palms flattened on his shirt, feeling his wild heartbeat.I could feel him gazing down at me, searching for something.
“Who are you?”
We both asked the same question.His voice was a rich timbre, much deeper than I predicted.My mouth went dry when I trailed my hand up his neck to cup his jaw.He didn’t mind because he was doing the same.We had stopped dancing and were standing in the corner, away from the glowing lights of the chandelier, in the dark where his palm cupped my cheek, making me look at him, demanding his attention.His touch was soft but firm, warming my cheek and neck.
I felt hot and cold when I blinked up at him.“I feel like I know you.”
I know you by my heart.
His arm around my waist tightened, and I bit my lip when my breasts pressed up against his shirt.I shouldn’t be here, standing in the dark corner, leaning up on a handsome stranger.I was about to push him away when his hand lowered to my neck, his finger brushing up on the crook of my neck, feeling my increasing pulse as I felt his heartbeat.
“I have known you for my entire life,” he muttered darkly, his voice rich and smoky, “Haven’t I?I am not so sure anymore.”
Lights flickered on in the hall and I saw him.
That voice.Those eyes.That hair.Those lips.
A sharp exhale escaped my lips and my heart thumped loudly in my chest.I stared back at him, his dark pupils widening.Blue and green eyes gazing at every little inch of my face, my skin.
No, it couldn’t be.
But it was happening.
His heterochromic diamond-like eyes drilled into me as if I was naked and bare and he could see me.See everything that I was feeling right now.
After all these years ...
I shivered when he exhaled sharply, warm breath caressing my bare neck.
“Ethan,” I whispered.
“Bella,” he whispered as if it was a prayer.
5.I MISSED YOU
ETHAN
That voice.Those eyes.That hair.Those lips.
Her pupils widened, warm dark brown eyes gazing at my face, her body pressed against mine in a familiar way.The scent of black vanilla and coconut wafted in my nose, and I wanted to press her closer and lean down to bury my face in the crook of her neck and that familiar scent.Her fingers tightened over my shirt, scrunching the fabric when she let out a whisper of my name.
“Ethan.”
“Bella,” I replied, whispering her name like a prayer.
I would have closed my eyes, but I was scared to open them and find her gone, just like waking up from those nightmares I used to have.I slid my palm over her back.She shivered.Her hair was much longer than before, brushing over my hand.
She was truly here.With me.In my arms.
“You are here,” I managed to say, my eyes raking over her stunning red dress.“You look beautiful, Kiara.”
“You look ...”her soft husky voice paused, her eyes darkening, but she closed them, shaking her head lightly.
I wanted her to finish the sentence.
Gently grabbing her jaw, I murmured, “Finish that sentence, Bella.”
Her skin felt warm under my touch, the pulse in her neck increasing as she opened her eyes and said,
