Entangled Temptations (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 10

    I finally come to from passing out at the sight of Max, I look up expecting to be in Israel’s arms, and I’m not, I’m in Max’s. I immediately try to fight him off, and he chides me as we’re walking away from the crowd. He tsk tsks me, and I look up at him angrily.

    “Max, what the fuck!?!” I say to him confused.

    “Just wait until we’re alone.”

    “I don’t think that’s a good idea for us to be alone.”

    “Why is that?”

    “Do I really have to point it out?”

    “I suppose not, but what are we? Animals? Are we going to immediately hump when the time permits?”

    I don’t even entertain that question. I take a whiff of his cologne, and instantly, I’m right back on the balcony in Spain, which irritates me further.

    “Where are you taking me?”

    “There’s an empty room in here, they think I’m checking you out and making sure everything is okay.” 

    “Which I am, so you can let me down now. I have to get back to my date.”

    Max tenses up when I say the word “date”, and internally I’m smiling. It serves him right for getting engaged to my sister of all people. I know he didn’t do this on purpose, but it doesn’t make this betrayal feel any better.

    We reach the room, and he sets me down on the table. I refuse to look him in the eyes for fear of my tears falling. He takes my chin and turns my face toward him.

    “Kay, look at me.” He pleads.

    “Why should I Max? Last I knew, you didn’t even want to get married.”

    “And I told you, you changed me. That’s what I meant, that you opened me up to that possibility.”

    I finally look at him head-on, and I already feel my eyes getting heavy with tears. A moment passes between the two of us unspoken, and the tension between us is so thick. Next thing I know, both of our lips are on each other, and he takes a swipe at my tongue with his. I don’t care that this is my sister’s engagement party, I don’t care if he’s her fiance, I don’t even care that I’m here with Israel, the only thing I care about at this moment is stitching up my bleeding heart, and the only way I can do that is by kissing him.

    He wraps my legs around him all without breaking the kiss and begins to undo his pants. Right as he takes himself out, I hear a deep, faint, “Kay?” in the background. I see Israel in my peripheral, too stunned to even speak. Max’s back is to him, so he can’t the passion etched on Max’s face.

    “I need to check her over in private,” Max’s deep baritone vibrates across my chest.

    Israel looks at me and pretends as though he doesn’t even hear Max, “Kay, are you okay? Do you need me to stay?”

    Clearing my throat from the lump in it that tried to makes itself home right in the middle, “Yeah, Smitty, you should go back out there. You know how much my parents love you.”

    Max snorts softly as Israel says, “Yeah you’re right. I haven’t exactly had a chance to speak to them yet.”

    Plastering on the best smile I could at this moment, “I’ll catch up to you when he’s finished examining me. Save me a dance?”

    The look on Max’s face is murderous, and there’s a flush that comes to his golden skin and tints his ears as well. Israel closes the door, and I exhale audibly. I try to close my legs, forgetting Max is standing in between them. He brings me closer to him by dragging me to the edge of the surface.