Page 30 of Unexpected Arrivals


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Scattered around the room were pictures and pieces of Carol’s life, and then my eyes fell on Davina, and I noticed her entire body shake as she began to crumble. I went to her, knowing how much this must have hurt her. I hadn’t known Carol very well, but I was feeling the loss myself.

I pulled Davina into my arms, resting my cheek on the top of her head, inhaling the fresh scent of her shampoo. I closed my eyes and let her cry, hoping that the little bit I was able to do for her was enough. I didn’t think it was, but it was all I had for her.

I spoke softly to her once in a while, letting her get her grief out, and I allowed my gaze to drift around. There were several pictures of her and Davina on the walls, a few more of landscapes and other friends, and unsurprisingly, several of lightning. Words from her letter drifted into my mind:the storm from the sky. Davina continued to cry softly, and I held her as tightly as I could without smothering her, part of me needing the solace myself.

She felt good in my arms, and I kissed her forehead, then brushed my lips over the top of her hair. A few minutes later, Davina calmed and lifted her face, and I cupped her check, meaning to show her I was there for her, but I got trapped in her whiskey gaze. I felt drawn to her, and I leaned forward.

I suddenly wanted to kiss her, to feel her respond to me. It was like death was around us, and I needed to feel alive. She brought her lips to mine, and the kiss was tentative, soft lips briefly brushing one another before pulling back momentarily. It wasn’t enough, not nearly enough.

One of her hands drifted to the back of my head as our lips touched again, opening slightly as if consenting to me, and our tongues touched exploratorily. I curled my hand around the back of her neck, holding her face in place as I deepened the kiss. Our bodies had already been close together, but we both shifted as if to line them up properly.

The kiss began to consume me, drawing me in as her eyes had done just a moment before. I shifted my other hand, my fingers brushing the underside of her breast, wanting to cover it completely. I wanted to touch every inch of her body, explore what was under her clothing, but I didn’t.

I slowly ended the kiss, reining in the need to have her and forcing myself to calm down. I wasn’t here for this. It wasn’t the right time or place for this. Who knew if it ever would be, but I knew for sure it was not now or here.

I kissed her forehead, held her close, and inhaled deeply. My heart was pounding in my chest, aching for a reason it didn’t quite understand. She sniffed as her arms wrapped around my waist.

“You okay?” I asked her, and she nodded against my chest. I stepped back, taking her face in my hands. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I didn’t mean to take advantage of you like that.”

She seemed confused, and I smiled tenderly at her. “I only meant to give you support, Davina, not take advantage of your raw emotions. I know it’s easy to get lost in them when you are upset. I shouldn’t have kissed you.”

She stepped back and frowned. “It’s no big deal. You’re right. It’s easy to get caught up in the emotions.”

I dropped my hands to my sides, already missing the feel of her body against mine as she turned away and took a few steps toward the pile of baby stuff.

“This is all for Devon. Once it’s gone, I guess I can start piling the boxes for charity there.” Her voice was off as if she was flustered.

“Do you want help packing her things?”

“What?” She turned to me, and then shook her head. “No. I don’t think that would be wise.”

“Why not?”

“Because of what just happened,” she said gruffly.

I chuckled. “We kissed. It’s not like we slept together.”

She turned toward me, her eyes sparking. “You’re right, and we won’t be sleeping together either.”

I put my hand up. “I get it, Davina. I know you aren’t interested in me. I’m not your type. You already said that.” Suddenly a thought occurred to me, and I took a step forward. “If I had asked you to be my date to Alex and Lexi’s wedding, would you have said yes?”

For just a second, I saw the surprise in her gaze, but it vanished a moment later. “No, of course not. You’re right; I’m not your type, Trevor.”

“You wouldn’t have wanted to come with me, even as friends?”

She glanced away. “No.”

I didn’t think she was being very honest, and I drew closer to her. “What if Iwantedyou to come with me?”

Her face snapped back to mine. “You want me to watch Devon. That’s what you want.”

“I can find someone else to watch Devon. I want you to be my date.”

“Why?”

Why? I had no fucking clue why, but something in me wanted to see her again, and not just because of Devon. I was starting to think that after I left here today, I might never see her again, and after the kiss we’d just shared, I knew that I didn’t want that. “Because I would like to get to know you better, Davina.”

Her brows jumped. “Is it one or two dates, then a weekend away before it’s over? Sorry, Trevor, but that’s not my style.”

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