“I’m not babysitting. I’m guiding, protecting, and supporting the two of you.”
“How are you always so confident, so controlled,” I whisper. Somehow, we’ve moved closer to each other.
“I’m not always in control. Sometimes I struggle to maintain control,” he says softly, his eyes dropping to my lips. I feel my heartbeat quicken and my mouth goes dry.
“I’ve never noticed,” I say to him. Without conscious thought, I reach up and run my fingers over Christian’s forehead, sliding the wayward lock back, only for it to fall forward again. His hair is soft, like silk.
I feel the tension between us, like electricity bouncing between our bodies, awakening mine in unexpected ways.
“I, uh …..” he says, his face leaning toward mine.
A sharp knock at the door jolts us out of whatever trance we were just in. The two of us jump away from each other like we were shocked.
“Christian, are you ready?” Shane asks.
“Yeah. Yeah, I’ll be right there,” he says. His chest heaving, his dark eyes still watching me.
Then, without another word, he tears his eyes away and heads for the door. As he reaches for the door, he turns and looks at me once more, then opens the door and heads off with Shane.
As soon as he’s gone, I finally feel like I can breathe again.
What in the Moon Goddess‘ realm was that?
Christian
‘So controlled.‘ Yeah, that’s what I am. In truth, I’ve always been in control. Until Enya.
Goddess, I almost kissed her. She smelled so good. Her fingers stroking my hair sent electric tingles through my body, igniting it with desire. Then she’d stared up at me with those big green eyes, her perfect lips slightly open just begging for me to kiss her and taste her.
FUCK! I need to get my shit together!
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