‘But I know now, Nick. It’s been in front of me all this time. From the moment you accosted me in that cloakroom. I’m sorry it’s taken me this long – and God knows I don’t deserve you – but if you still want me, here I am.’
His eyes flicked away from me, and for a moment I thought he was going to tell me that we’d got our wires crossed, that he didn’t feel that way about me. I held my breath.
‘That was quite a speech.’
‘I mean every word.’
He nodded. ‘You’ve put me in a bit of a predicament.’
Shit. I was right. He didn’t feel the same way.
I swallowed. ‘I’m a big girl, just tell it to me straight.’
He held my gaze and the heat in his eyes made my heart stop. ‘You have no idea how much I want you right now.’
Every nerve in my body crackled. My dress felt too tight and the three inches between our bodies felt like an ocean.Sweet Jesus. I was going todie.
‘So my predicament is this,’ he continued, ‘there’s a priest dressed in black with a long grey beard who’s been staring at us this whole time.’
Why was he talking about Father Michalis?
Nick wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me tight against his body. ‘So, if you get excommunicated, I take full responsibility.’
‘For what?’
‘For this,’ he said, bringing his lips to mine.
Everything went still and all I could feel was his mouth against mine.
When he broke contact I shivered. ‘It’ll take more than that to get me excommunicated.’
He raised an eyebrow. ‘Is that a challenge?’
I nodded and his eyes darkened.
His arms circled my body and he wrenched me closer. Then he bent his head to mine again and the touch of his lips was like fire.
Uh-oh. My immortal soul was damned.
But it was going to be worth it.
