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“It’s better that way, you don’t get hurt.”
“Like I hurt you?”
“I haven’t seen you in fifteen years, Joe. It would be arrogant to think I still cared, or that someone else hadn’t hurt me in that time.”
“Have they?”
“What?”
“Has someone hurt you?”
“I’m not discussing this with you. I want to ride, or let me down. This conversation is over.”
Leaving him had hurt her, Joe knew that, because it had sure as hell hurt him.
“For what it’s worth, I never meant to hurt you, Bailey. I lost my way for a while there.”
She was so close that he saw the scar again. “What happened?” He touched the small indentation.
“Glass, from the accident.”
“What accident? The one that left the scar on your arm?”
She nodded, her face inches from his. They simply stared at each other as every thought left Joe’s head. He ran his eyes over her face, settling on that plump lower lip.
“You’re beautiful, Bailey Jones.”
“No.”
“Yes.” Joe cupped the back of Bailey’s neck and held her still as he closed the distance between them.
“No, Joe.”
“Yes, Joe.” He brushed his lips over hers.
Sweet, he thought after the first touch, achingly sweet; his second thought wasmistake. He had once considered this woman his soul mate, the person who understood him like no other. Then she’d been a child, now she was an adult, and he realized after that simple kiss that their connection was still there, only it was far more intense because he had a physical need for Bailey Jones now.
“I-I don’t like to be kissed.”
Her words brushed his lips, a husky lie. She was as touched as he by what they had just shared.
“Really, Joe. I don’t want you to kiss me again, I-it’s wrong.”
“Wrong how?” he managed to get out around the obstruction in his throat.
“We... what we were, this….” She struggled to say what she believed needed to be said.
“It sure as hell didn’t feel wrong.”
“B-but it is.”
“Why?”
She turned away, facing forward again.
“Too much history.”
“And that makes no sense, other than we need to talk.”
