Easy Virtue

Easy Virtue by Mia Asher

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Authors: Mia Asher
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prettiest lil’ thing I’ve ever seen.”
    “You don’t say?”
    “Yep. She’s got this sexy mouth, a body to drive a man wild. And when she looks at you with those damn near perfect blue eyes of hers, you kind of find yourself forgetting how to breathe.”
    “Oh my God, you have no shame.” I shake my head but smile nonetheless.
    He looks very pleased with himself as he grins smugly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Nope, at least not when it comes to you.”
    I know I’m blushing, but I can’t help it. My body loves the compliment. Traitor. “Nice camera, by the way, Casanova,” I point at the black case next to him while trying to ignore the heat shooting up my arm when his thumb lightly brushes my palm. “I noticed it back at the house.”
    “Thank you. When I’m not working my day job, I like to call myself a photographer.”
    Disappointment stirs in my chest as the reality of how different he is from what I typically look for in a man begins to dawn on me. I guess the day’s magic is beginning to fade into reality.
    “Wow, that’s awesome.”
    “Yeah, it’s mostly commercial stuff, like fashion spreads, book covers, and some high society stuff. It pays the bills and I enjoy it, but my dream is to see my work in a museum or art exhibit someday.”
    I lift my head from his shoulder and stare at him. When he mentions high society events, I want to add that I’m surprised that I haven’t seen him around, but I keep my mouth shut. I don’t want my other life to burst this beautiful bubble just yet. I want to keep him separate for as long as possible, even if it’s only for the remaining minutes of the train ride. Because for now I get to pretend I’m a different Blaire, one with a different past—with different goals. “I’m sure it will happen.”
    He chuckles. “You haven’t seen my work. How would you know?”
    “Oh, I don’t know, you seem to be a very talented man. The way you flipped those burgers in the air took my breath away. And let’s not forget your skills with the ladies … those are a killer,” I tease.
    “What can I say? I have many talents,” he says, a devilish glint in his eyes.
    “I’m sure you do,” I say sarcastically.
    He surprises me by grabbing my waist and pulling me closer to him. “And many of them can’t be listed on my résumé,” he whispers in my ear, his breath makes my skin prickle in awareness.
    I laugh nervously, but when our gazes connect my smile freezes in place. His eyes, hungry and burning, make me uncomfortable because whatever I see in them, I want.
    “Ronan, I don’t think—”
    “Shh … I’m going to kiss you now or I’ll lose my fucking mind.”
    He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me closer to his mouth, his touch sure and possessive. Before we kiss, as our breaths fuse, there is a moment where it feels as though everything goes still.
    No sounds.
    No movement.
    No breathing.
    No hearts beating as one.
    It’s a moment where the only thing that matters is to finally feel his lips on mine, to discover his taste. It’s a moment when everything hangs in a fragile balance, waiting to be tipped to the other side. It’s a moment full of what ifs, but I don’t care as long as I get to taste him once, even if it’s the one and only time.
    As the intensity of his eyes sear through me, and the forceful touch of his fingers pulls me closer, I decide that it doesn’t matter. As long as he becomes mine for the seconds of that one pulsing kiss. When our lips finally touch and our tongues fiercely meet, the contact tilts my world upside down, annihilating me. I know that there is no going back. At least not for me.
    With one kiss, Ronan has managed to break me.
    By the time we pull apart, I barely open my eyes and gather my wits before he wraps his hands in my hair and brings our mouths close once more.
    “I think we can do better than that,” he murmurs huskily against my lips.
    “We can?” I ask breathlessly. Is it

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