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“Think that’s obvious.” The corner of his mouth pulled up in a quick, lopsided smile before his expression fell into a mesmerizing combination of wonder and frustration.
Oh God, his voice. As long as I’d dreamt of him, I’d wondered what his voice would sound like . . . and it was everything I’d imagined and more. Smooth and warm, and able to create a whirlwind of fire in my belly with just a few words.
And he was now looking at me as though he was holding the greatest mystery he’d ever come across—one he was trying to talk himself out of solving.
After a few moments in
weighted silence, an amused huff punched from his chest. “Think I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” It sounded like a confession and a denial, and it was murmured so low it should’ve been lost in the noise around us.
But it was only him . . . only me.
Those words felt like they were wrapping me in their warmth as the need and the pain within his declaration resonated in my mind.
And I knew from the way his eyes seemed to demand to know my secrets, and offer to share every one of his, that I wanted to stay in that place for the rest of time.
Only him. Only me.
“I’ve been right here.”
And then my world caught fire when his mouth suddenly fell onto mine again.
My eyes fluttered shut and knees weakened when he parted my lips with his, and I became painfully, blissfully aware of the pounding of my heart for the first time in so, so long.
Alive.
I was alive.
The hand on my waist slid around my back, pulling me closer against his firm chest as his tongue teased mine.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
My body stiffened against his when his words replayed through my mind.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
Oh God . . . Kieran.
I quickly shoved away from him, ripping from his hold before he had a chance to let go.
“Wait!”
My gaze went everywhere. I pressed my hand to my mouth as I fought back a wave of nausea.
He was suddenly at my side, the tips of his fingers grazing my forearm before I could yank it away.
“Look, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have . . .” He roughed a hand through his dark hair, gripping at it as he released an edgy laugh. “I shouldn’t have kept kissing you.”
I shouldn’t have let him. Yet in that moment, with him so close after years at a teasing distance, I wanted his touch and his kiss more than I wanted my next breath.
“I took it too far, I get that.” He suddenly gestured off to the side. “But he wasn’t getting the fucking hint. And then—”
“What?” I looked in that direction, staring at the mass of faceless bodies walking by for long seconds before I remembered.
Ethan . . .
How could I have forgotten everything so completely the moment this man had touched me?
And then it hit me. What he’d meant . . . why he’d kissed me at all.
