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“I’m not. I wasn’t.” She tossed her head back, her fingers pressed into his shoulders as his mouth began to send her spiralling out of control.
“Apparently you do still like to be kissed here,” he murmured, as her whole body began to shake and convulse with pleasure.
“What are we doing, Leo?” She whispered, as coherent thought became almost impossible.
“Laying a ghost to rest,” he responded, standing up and staring down at her. He paused only to protect them and then he straddled her. He entered her swiftly, with a soft groan, as she took his length and arched her back, crying out at remembered sensations.
There was no love. No romance. Nothing sensual. Just pure, passionate sex. Animalistic urges overtook every shred of good sense, and led them to come together as one. She trembled in his arms as she tipped over the edge into a pleasure abyss, and he chased after her, releasing a guttural oath as he found release in her.
He stood almost immediately afterwards, and swore.
Aurora felt just as surprised. Shock made her numb. “What the… What the hell just happened?” She pushed up on her elbows and grabbed for a sheet, her blue eyes wide with surprise.
“Don’t bother with the false modesty,” he ground out sarcastically. “I know you too well.”
She shook her head. “I don’t understand… you don’t even like me.”
“You seem to understand perfectly,” he contradicted smoothly, unknowingly striking a knife into her chest.
“I mean it, Leonardo. We haven’t seen each other in three years. We’ve both moved on. Why did you come here?”
“Because you invited me to last night, and once you suggested a… reunion of sorts, I found I couldn’t put the idea from my mind.”
“You said you didn’t find me desirable anymore. Last night. You said that.”
“I guess I was wrong.”
She closed her eyes and lifted a hand to her forehead. “I can’t believe this happened.” She stood up and reached for her robe. Her fingers were shaking, her head was throbbing.
“It happened.” His nod was grim. “You can think of it as the goodbye we never had.”
“Goodbye?” She repeated numbly, tightening the belt of her robe.
“Yes.” He put his hands on his hips, uncaring that he was completely naked. “You left me when I was in hospital. After two years, at the first bump in the road, you got up and left.” His bitterness was obvious. “I actually thought you loved me, and not the lifestyle.”
“I did love you,” Aurora stuttered, shocked at his opinion of her. “I didn’t leave because I didn’t love you.”
“Oh, right. So what? You decided that the best way to express your love for me was to leave me a ‘Dear John’ note while I was knocked out on painkillers in hospital?”
“No.” She shook her head, biting down on her lower lip. “I’m sorry about the note. That was wrong. I couldn’t face you. I was so angry with you, Leonardo.”
“Angry with me? What for? Doing everything you ever goddamned wanted? Adoring you senseless? Wanting to marry you?”
“For getting yourself just about killed!” She yelled, her body shaking from the raw feelings that were flooding back to her. “For just about dying on that race track. And wanting to get out there and do it all again.”
He stood perfectly still, his eyes flecked with resentment. “Racing has been my life since I was a teenager. You knew that about me when we started dating. If you had truly loved me, you would not have expected me to change.”
Tears pricked her eyes and she spun away from him to conceal her sadness. “I didn’t expect you to change. At least, not for me. But I knew I couldn’t sit around waiting for the day you wouldn’t be so lucky.”
“Lucky?” He shook his head in disbelief. “I have metal pins in one knee and one hip. I was hardly lucky.”
“You could have died!” She roared, not attempting to monitor her volume. “Your car was in flames. Do you have any idea how that felt? To watch you careen out of control and ram into a wall of concrete?” She shuddered at the memory. “You should have been dead. That you survived was nothing short of a miracle. And then the first thing you said when you came out of that coma was that you couldn’t wait to try out the track again. To nail that bend.”
He was quiet as he listened to the words she’d never said to him before. They were threatening to crack the hard shield he’d developed where Aurora Jones was concerned. “You were right to leave me,” he said, finally, his voice cold. “I would never give up racing. Not for you, not for anyone. Obviously that’s a commitment you can’t understand.”
Her heart felt like it was dying. “I know.”
“So what? You decided that you’d quit modelling and start partying professionally instead?”
