The apartment had the tiniest cloakroom, but just as she was about to open it—
“Laina...”
He was speaking again, and her body started to tremble.
“Look at me.”
Her breath hitched at the command, and her heart started racing as he walked toward her. The closer he got, the more her heart raced.
No.
Oh no.
She started backing away without meeting his gaze, but this didn’t dissuade him at all. He followed her with the same single-minded focus that he was constantly praised for in his career.
Her back hit the counter, his arms were suddenly imprisoning her against it, and just like that, all she could think of was him.
The man she had married.
The man she had left.
The man she still loved.
“Look at me.”
Earlier, when he had said those exact same words, his tone had been quiet. Not a plea, but a request. And she had managed to resist it.
But now, with him issuing those same words as a command—
It was as if her body still saw her husband as its master, and even though she knew it was wrong, she found herself actually obeying him.
Her head slowly lifting, her gaze colliding with his—
“Come back to me, Laina.”
Her eyes teared. She hadn’t expected him to say that. And when his head started to lower, even though she knew she should push him away and ask him to leave—
Her eyes closed at the same moment his mouth closed over hers. His arms found her waist at the same moment her arms went around his neck, her body already melting against his even as he was pulling her toward him.
The kiss deepened, and her tears started to fall even as the space between their bodies disappeared, and a familiar sense of heat enveloped her senses. For one long moment, even the pain wasn’t enough to hold her back, and she lost herself in the way he was holding her and kissing her. His hunger and his desperate need for her were all so, so familiar. It tempted her to forget everything and just give in—
But then they both heard a door outside her apartment slam open and shut, and the sound was enough to break free from the sensual spell that his kiss had weaved.
No no no no no no.
She pressed her hands against his chest, and even though he could have ignored it...she was thankful that was enough for him to take the hint. Troy slowly took a step back, and she could only bite her lip hard because the moment they were apart, it was like having the sunlight leave her world.
“Laina...”
She slowly shook her head.
He wanted to talk.
They way they should have talked a long, long time ago.
But now...
“C-Can we talk another time?”