Spinning Out Of Control (The Posse #4)

Prologue - Kira

PROLOGUE - KIRA

I feel him before I see him. Like a cool breeze on the back of my neck that makes the hairs on my arms stand up.

Twisting my hands in my lap, I try to keep my focus on the scene in front of me, where my best friend is draped in a beautiful white dress and marrying the love of her life. But focus is impossible when those eyes–so icy blue they’re almost white–burn into my skin every time he looks at me.

From the corner of my eye, I spot him. His chiseled jaw, practically sculpted from marble and covered in a dusting of salt and pepper hair, a full shade lighter than the hair on his head. He should be looking forward, like everyone else. He should be watching as the bride and groom say their vows and promise to love one another forever. But it doesn’t matter. Just like all those other times, Sexy Silver Fox’s gaze is focused solely on me .

For months, he’s been there in my peripheral vision. The night James proposed to Georgie. The engagement party, the rehearsal dinner–even the last-hurrah drinks at a swanky bar downtown last night–he was there, looking at me while I tried my hardest not to look back at him.

But my resolve is getting weaker with every passing second. He’s everything I shouldn’t want. He’s every mistake I’ve already made once and vowed to never make again.

I clasp my hands in my lap, trying to tamp down my desire and focus on my friends at the altar, but I can’t stop my mind from wandering…

He’s a bad idea.

Maybe if it’s just one night…

No phone numbers. No promises of tomorrow. No giving too much of myself away in search of a release…

Fuck it. I’m going in.