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She spins around to face me. “I can’t… it’s too hard, Taylor.”

“What’s too hard?” I don’t let go of her wrist. I don’t fucking want to let her go.

“This… with us.” She motions with her hand the small space between us. “I thought I could do it… see you again, but it just stirs things up. Look at tonight!”

“It’s all out in the open now. That has to be a good thing.”

“A good thing when people get hurt?” She laughs bitterly. “It’s hard to see that side of it.”

“It’s not your fault, or my fault, or anyone’s fault. Everyone had their part to play.”

We stand there looking at each other. She’s on the top step, and I’m on the first step, bringing us pretty much face to face.

“Why are you being so nice about this?” she asks, shaking her head. “You should be furious, you should hate me, never want to see me again. And here you are, driving me home from the hospital for no good reason other than you’re a nice guy.”

It’s my turn to laugh bitterly. “Is that what you really think? Because maybe I’m not the guy you think I am… and trust me, I’ve been furious. I’ve been at the point where I never wanted to see you again, but I’ve never hated you, Em. Not by a long shot. I told you that.”

She bites her lip and looks down at me. I step up onto the same step as her, I can’t help it. I wrap my arms around her and pull her into an embrace.

I don’t want to see her upset anymore. It’s clear she’s been suffering too, and God knows for how long. Rubbing it in her face right now isn’t going to make anything better.

“You should,” she whispers.

I reach up to touch her face with both hands because I can’t help myself.

“I could never do that.” I shake my head as she looks up at me with a tear-streaked face and beguiling eyes. I stare down at her, captivated by the intense fucking pull I feel toward this woman.

Maybe I never stopped loving her after all.

She leans up to me then, reaching to press her lips against mine. The minute her soft, plump lips touch me, I freeze. I feel the spark from the top of my head down to my toes.

Electric. It always was.

She doesn’t even kiss me properly before she pulls back quickly, as if correcting herself, shaking her head. It’s over quicker than it began. “Tay, I’m sorry… I don’t know what came over me…”

I reach for her wrist again and pull her closer to me, so she’s flush against my chest.

I tilt my head down without saying a word as I crash my lips onto hers. One hand grips her hip as I feel her mouth move against mine.

“Em,” I breathe, as I move my mouth slowly.

Fuck, it feels like coming home.

She hangs onto me for dear life until I come up for air and we both stare at each other in awe.

I pull my lip under to savor the taste of her.

Shit. What the fuck are we doing?

“Taylor…”

I watch her beautiful full lips saying my name, and I can’t contain my attraction to her. My dick certainly can’t. He’s decided to wake up and stand to attention.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” I start, running a hand over my face.

She shakes her head again. “That was all me…”

I take a step back. I know she’s a little vulnerable right now with what has taken place tonight at the hospital. Maybe that’s why she kissed me. Her mind is probably all over the place.

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