Not Quite Juliet: A Club Imperial Novel (Silver Soul Book 1) by Katherine Rhodes Read Free Book Online Page A

the Lobster.”
    He laughed. “I’d be a cad to do so.” His eyes roamed my face. “Yes? No? And admit it, you want to know.”
    “Okay, yes, I want to know,” I said. The inner voice was beating off the butterflies. Because all of a sudden this wasn’t just the chance of a superfan lifetime. This was a girl looking at a second date with a really hot, really sweet, really sexy rock singer. I took a deep breath. “Second date. Last name. Deal. Shake on it?”
    “I have no intention of shaking on it,” he said.
    Oh.
    He lowered his mouth to mine, slowly and finally pressed his lips to mine what seemed an eternity later. They were still pliable and sweet, but this time instead of just soft they were questing. And a moment later he parted them against my lips and I could feel his breath. I adored the way it felt; it had been so long since a guy had kissed me, really kissed me, I wasn’t even remotely interested in resisting. That it was this guy just made it all better.
    I parted my lips and the dominant streak in me reared its head. I softly licked his bottom lip and my knees went weak. He tasted like maple syrup and male. It was absolutely the best thing I had experienced in years and all it was, was a taste of a kiss.
    Nick didn’t hesitate. He took my taste of him as an invitation. He pressed forward, his tongue meeting mine in the retreat from his lip. He stroked against mine softly, his maple syrup and male taste invading my whole mouth. He was delicious and I welcomed him there with a gentle petting of my own.
    My knees were just getting weaker. He went from gentle in that moment to deep and penetrating. He captured my mouth with his and it was amazing. He ran his tongue over the roof of my mouth and flicked at my teeth. Maybe that doesn’t sound good, but until you’re in the arms of rock god pressing you against his car and tasting every inch of your mouth, you really can’t judge. I was sure that if I wasn’t pressed against his car I would’ve fallen to the ground.
    I brought my hand to the back of his head and wound my fingers into his hair, and found that it was thick and ridiculously soft. I realized his hands had slipped behind me, and were now planted firmly on my ass, and a moment later he squeezed every so softly. I couldn’t stop myself; I let out a soft moan as he continued to assault me with his now-wicked tongue.
    I pulled back a little, not really wanting to. “Do you want to come up for a drink?” Oh, my God. Could I be any more lame?
    “I want to come up,” he answered, leaning down to my ear. “But not for a drink.”
    Fuuuuuuhhhhhck.
    He nibbled on my ear lightly. “Will your roommate mind?”
    I chuffed. “She’ll stand outside the door and yell suggestions if she hears.”
    He took my chin in his hand and turned me to look at him. “Would you mind if I took a few of them?”
    My knees were very close to knocking. “No, I don’t think I would.” I pushed him back a little and took his hand while my other hand dug in my purse for the keys. I slipped out from his arms and pulled him along to the front door of the building as I heard the Audi beep on the alarm behind me.
    I led him up the stairs to the third floor. If we took the elevator, we’d never make it. My hand was shaking as I reached out with the key. Damn traitor. I was nervous, for so many reasons, but my stupid hands should just quit it. Thankfully, the key slid into the lock without much trouble, and I clicked the door open. I immediately looked for Lisa’s purse, and it wasn’t there.
    Good. No suggestions from her.
    I closed and locked it once Nick was inside, and I dropped my purse in the same place that Lisa would put hers. It was how we knew the other was in the apartment, and it made it easy to find them.
    As soon as the purse was out of my hands, Nick’s arms snaked around me from behind. His lips were suddenly on my neck, kissing and sucking lightly. “You are simply one of the most intriguing,