Caroline's POV
I watched Eleanor and Nathan getting ready to leave, already moving to follow them when Draven's hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. Everyone was laughing and saying their goodbyes around us.
"And where do you think you're going, Caroline Bennett?" His voice was low as he pulled me against him. "Eleanor's going home with Nathan?"
"Yes, and I'm going with her," I said firmly, though Rory was purring at his touch.
"No, you're not." His grip on my waist tightened. "You promised me fun tonight, sweetie. The night's not over, and we're finishing it at my place."
Before I could argue, he pulled me into a kiss that made my knees weak.
"Draven, I'm not going home with you!" I pushed against his chest, playing hard to get even as desire pooled in my belly.
"Who said anything a
