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He reached for my hands, took them in his, and returned, “Okay. So, let me ask you another question. Do you want to fix this?”
That was a question I could answer without even having to think twice about it. Not hesitating, I replied, “Yes, I do.”
Johnny’s eyes closed as he let out a sigh of relief and squeezed my hands in his. He took a minute to pull himself together before he opened his eyes and begged, “Please, give us a chance. Givemea chance. I promise I’m not going to let you down again, Kiera. I promise, baby. I never going to risk losing you—"
That was all he got out, because I pressed up on my toes and touched my mouth to his. Johnny was stunned for all of two seconds before he let go of my hands, drove one of his into my hair, and slipped his other arm around my waist to pull me close. The moment he took over the kiss, I whimpered.
My knees buckled, but he kept a firm hold on me.
As his grip tightened in my hair, Johnny didn’t hesitate to deepen our kiss. He tilted his head to one side and plunged his tongue into my mouth.
It had been too long.
Far too long.
It didn’t matter that I thought not even a full twenty-four hours ago that Johnny and I were going to be officially separated in just a few days. I never stopped loving him, and though he’d done a lot to hurt me for months now, he had apologized. He wanted to make it right. And I believed he felt as genuinely terrified about what the future held for us as I did.
He didn’t want the divorce any more than I did. But that didn’t mean he was perfect. We all made mistakes. I made them, too. I wanted him to forgive me for what I’d done, just as much as he wanted me to forgive him.
Although I was enjoying his kiss, it wasn’t enough.
Not after all this time.
Something had taken over inside of me, something new and demanding. Something that felt like I was skirting on the edge of full-fledged recklessness and desperation.
His hard body against mine, his arms holding me close, his lips on mine, and the sound of his groans were causing delicious stirrings in my body that I hadn’t felt in months.
By some miracle, I tore my mouth away from his and looked up at him. Staring into his gorgeous eyes, both of us breathing heavily, it was my turn to beg.
“Will you make love to me?” I rasped.
“Kiera,” he whispered, his eyes closing as he pressed his forehead against mine.
My arms were thrown over his shoulders, but in this position, I allowed one of my hands to creep up into his hair.
Johnny was making no attempt to take us to the next level, to make the next move, and I wondered if perhaps he was having a moment of clarity. Maybe he didn’t want this as much as I had thought.
“What is it?” I asked, my voice just a touch over a whisper.
His hand in my hair slid forward and cupped my cheek. He pulled his face back, looked into my eyes, and stroked his thumb over my cheek.
“Baby, it’s been so long,” he said, telling me something I already knew.
“I know. Are you… does that mean… don’t you want this?” I asked.
He looked like he was in pain at my question, and something awful settled in the pit of my stomach.
We hadn’t been together for months. He had just indicated how long it had been when he knew that I already knew that information. Did he… oh, God, had he been with someone else?
I hadn’t intended to blurt it out, but I needed to know.
“Johnny… is there someone else? Was there someone else?” I asked, the pain in my throat unbearable.
His body tensed, and I knew it was coming. “Never. There’s never been anyone but you for eight years. How could you think that?”
Tears had filled my eyes at the same time relief swept through me. I lifted my shoulders to my ears and answered, “I don’t know. I don’t understand why you seem so hesitant. I get the distinct feeling that you don’t want to be with me tonight.”
“There’s nothing I want more than to make love to you, Kiera,” he assured me.
