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* * * * *He sways toward me slightly, but he doesn’t touch me. He’s waiting for me to make the first move. To admit that he’s right, that I still want what I wanted that first night when I grabbed him without even knowing his name. That I want to taste his lips again. That I want to run my hands through that thick red-brown hair…
But I’m not falling into that trap. I’m supposed to be staying away from men. But it’s hard to remind myself of that when I’m standing so close to him. When I can smell him and feel the heat radiating off of his body.
I muster up my willpower and back up a step. Then another. Then—
My heel hits something, and I’m falling backwards. Out the hole in the wall where the window used to be. There’s a horrible split second when I realize what’s happening. When fear seizes me and my stomach shoots up into my throat. But then Ward grabs me and yanks me back into the room. He falls onto his back, and I fall on top of him.
We both lie there for a moment, stunned. My heart is thumping so quickly I’m sure he can feel it. I can feel his own against my chest. He’s still gripping me by the arms. My hands clutch his shoulders. I don’t know where my shoes are. Probably out the window. My legs have fallen on either side of his, and the sudden realization that I’m straddling him sends a rush of blood up my neck.
I sit up halfway, but that’s a mistake because now I’m looking right down at his face. It was one thing to refuse him when I was standing a couple of feet away. But when I’m sprawled on top of him, his bare chest beneath me, his eyes still dark with desire…
My mouth is on his before the logical side of my brain has the chance to remind me that this is a very bad idea. I must have caught him by surprise again because once more it takes about half a second before he responds to the kiss. But when he does respond, it’s with a hunger I wasn’t expecting, even after the last time. His lips attack mine, and his arms slide around me, holding me against his body. My nerves come to life as our tongues tangle with each other. I need to breathe, but I can’t bring myself to tear my mouth away from his.
Only a short time ago, I was in a zombie-like trance at the luncheon. Numb. Just trying to get through it all. This is the opposite. Every part of me is awake. Not just my body. My mind. My emotions. Everything I’ve been holding back since I arrived here seems to rush forward at once, and I pour that desperate energy into my kiss. Into my hands as they explore the muscles of his chest. Into my legs as they twine with his.
I have nowhere else to send it. All my grief. All my anger. All my guilt. I want to forget all about it. Send it out of me.
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