Arielle Immortal Fury (The Immortal Rapture Series Book 6) by Lilian Roberts

a very patient man, but you forgot about me tonight,” he said, still touching her lips.
    She leaned in and pressed her lips on his. “Sebastian!”
    “Yes, baby?” A sweet smile touched his beautiful mouth.
    “You’re permanently imprinted in my head. How can I ever forget about you?”
    “Oh, but you did.”
    She started to protest when Troy’s anxious voice grasped her attention.
    “Did you forget that I was here?”
    Sebastian and Arielle turned to look at Troy. He had Gabrielle in a tight embrace. Gabby had just started to say something when Troy bent down and muted her words with a kiss. Gabby’s moan was loud enough to make them chuckle. Sebastian’s lips skated softly on Arielle’s cheek, touching his tongue to her ear and drawing her attention back to him.
    “I waited for you to come and dance with me all night,” he said in a soft voice.
    “But…I…didn’t,” Arielle stammered, but Sebastian found her lips again and they were lost.
    “You have no excuse,” he murmured.
    Gabby’s voice startled her. “You’ve got to be kidding.”
    “Oh!” Troy’s eyes widened.
    “I didn’t see you trying to walk away from those girls that swooned over you.”
    “Gabby…I.”
    “You what, Troy?”
    Eva and Ian had come over while Gabrielle was talking. She had everyone's attention.
    Troy’s voice was shocked. “Gabby, I don’t know what you mean.”
    “You don’t?”
    “No, I don’t.” Troy appeared clueless.
    “You’re upset because I forgot about you. Why didn’t you bother to walk away from those girls, and come ask me to dance?”
    “Gabby, you are not being serious, are you?” Troy looked lost. He raked his fingers through his hair and shook his head roughly.
    Arielle glanced at Eva. They couldn’t believe that Gabrielle was actually fighting with Troy over such a silly thing.
    Troy was silent. He just stared at Gabrielle with anxiety painted on his lovely face. Suddenly, she reached up and grabbed his shirt, arching upward and pressing her lips to his.
    “I’m only joking, love,” she breathed into the kiss. He seized her in his arms and covered her mouth with his. They all sighed with relief. Gabrielle came up from the kiss and laughed out loud.
     “You three,” she said, waving between Sebastian, Troy, and Ian, “are seriously complaining that you sat for over an hour in misery waiting for us to come and rescue you from those beautiful girls? Why didn’t you just dance with them and have fun?”
    They were silent, holding mischievous grins that made them look like young boys and watching the girls carefully.
    “Well?” Gabby asked impatiently.
    “Those girls weren’t our types,” Sebastian said bluntly.
    “Oh, you have a particular type?” Arielle joked.
    “Yes.” He sized Arielle. “You’re my type,” he said. His breath was hot against her cheek. He brushed his lips against her ear. Soon, they were on the dance floor.
    Sebastian closed his eyes and sighed inwardly. She could sense his longing to be with her, but he'd have to wait.
    Arielle looked around and noticed her friends on the dance floor, but Paul and Loren were nowhere to be seen. She chuckled at the thought. What an amazing group of friends. Her thoughts circled around and came back to the man that was holding her safely in his arms.
    Sebastian was wonderful, sensual, and heartfelt. Reaching up, she wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his chest while he held her tenderly. Dancing with him was an amazing experience. When the song was over, Sebastian led Arielle away from the dance floor. Loren and Paul had shown up. Arielle chuckled thinking about how things had changed for all of her friends.
    It was almost two in the morning when Stefan came back for another dance, but Arielle declined, saying she was tired. He smiled softly and walked away to dance with another girl. Arielle followed him with a brief smile.
    “He still wants you,” Sebastian murmured against her ear.
    “No, I