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ainly because Erik managed to force me to wear a shirt with a ridiculous floral print and I was too busy pretending I didn't feel like a fish out of water in that environment. — Maybe

r lips against mine was a balm and at the same time torture. Fearing I wasn't strong enough to resist the temptation handed to me on a golden platter, I ended the fake kiss and wrapped her in a hug, leaning down enough to bury my face in her neck, like a longing boyfriend. — Can you explain to me what that scene was? CHAPTER FIVE — Let's get back to the party! — She demanded restlessly and irritated. — You're going to show me who the idiot was who tried to grab you by force and I'm going to teach the scoundrel a lesson! — You can't get into trouble or they'll kick you out of the hotel! — I opened my eyes wide, surprised and a little terrified, afraid that because of me, Dominic would end up hurting himself. I didn't think straight when I decided to use him as a lifeline at the party I shouldn't have gone to. An insistent man kept surrounding me and even when I used the lame excuse that I was accompanied, that my boyfriend had gone to the bathroom and would be back, the guy still didn't give up on his cheap and inappropriate jokes. When I saw Dominic arriving at the party with a friend and then being left alone, a wave of relief washed over me and I went to him, full of a determination that I had never had with any man. It was just supposed to be an act, asking Dominic to take me by the hand and walk me out in order to give the impression that we were a couple so that another guy wouldn't bother me again. How crazy! Where was I in my head when I decided to kiss him? For the first time in my entire life, I took the initiative with a man and was respectfully rejected. He was subtle, separating our lips and disguising an intimate hug to question me about the scene I had just created. Dominic was a gentleman, and he shattered any reservations I had about him, leaving me very embarrassed for having judged him earlier. — I didn't do anything wrong, nor did you — he countered. — Let's go back to the party, and I'll accompany the shameless man to the hotel administration. You'll press charges against him for harassment—” “He didn't go so far as to grab me,” I interrupted nervously. — Otherwise I would have kneed him in the balls myself! We were in the hotel lobby and I didn't want to attract attention, but anyone watching us would think we were a couple discussing their relationship. Even our clothes were matching. The print on my skirt was the same as the print on his shirt. In fact, despite being the opposite of the look I sa