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And then later that night, at approximately two o'clock in the morning, his plane leaves for New Zealand.
My stomach immediately cramps as if something is eating me away from the inside. It's impossible to wrap my head around the fact that he'll be gone in twenty-four hours.
He has a long list of things to do tomorrow, so tonight is really the last time we'll have to ourselves.
“You ready to go?” Dylan asks, walking up behind me and wrapping his arms around me.
Am I ready to go home with this man and make love to him for the last time?
God, no. I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready to say goodbye to him and let him go.
So many days, months, hours I've spent trying to convince myself I could walk away from him when he left. Somehow, I'd convinced myself that knowing he was leaving gave me the strength and the courage to have this fling with him and still say goodbye at the end. Now I question my sanity. How could I have deluded myself so well?
I've always been delusional when it comes to Dylan.
“You love Dylan. You always have.”
I can't think about Kara’s words and the truth they may hold. I have to believe I never loved him.
I have to.
But what we've been doing these past four months...
Dylan has become so much more than the man who used to piss me off and treat me like a little sister.
I turn around to face him, feeling his gaze on my face before I look up and lock eyes with him.
He may not be my Mr Perfect – far from it, even – but the fantasy of a life with him has persisted these past weeks. Tomorrow night is going to bring me to my knees, but I won't give up this one last night we have together. No, tonight we'll burn brightly together, until tomorrow snuffs out our flame.
“I'm ready.”
He kisses me passionately, his hands on my hips, bringing me closer and holding me there.
After an intense minute, he pulls away. “Let's get out of here.”
We're both silent as we walk through my front door, but I break first.
“Do you want anything? A drink or something?”
Great, now I'm babbling. Considering how many nights we've spent together, it's absurd, but tonight is different.
Tonight is goodbye.
“I just need you,” he whispers, dragging me against him, right there in the middle of the hallway. “I want to spend the whole night inside you.”
I close my eyes for a moment, unable to take the intensity in his gaze.
All we have left is tonight.
My heart and soul contract as I open my eyes and stare back at him. I wrap my arms around his neck, lift myself onto my tiptoes and kiss him. He returns my kiss, soft and gentle, letting me lead and take what I want from him. My entire body trembles and shakes as he places his palm behind my head and holds my mouth against his as he deepens the kiss, taking control of my body and mind with every stroke of his tongue against mine.
My body is beating for him, needing his claim as he pulls away from me. The look in his eyes scorches me, leaving me even more breathless than his kiss. I whip off my blouse and watch him divest himself of his metallic blue shirt and dress pants at record speed. I don't have time to blink before he's in front of me, cupping my breasts and stroking them with his thumbs. Then he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist – no easy task in the black skirt I'm wearing.
He's breathing as heavily as I am as he kisses me again and walks us into my bedroom. He lies down on the bed with me still wrapped around him. I seek his mouth on mine again as I pull him closer, still feeling too far away from him. My skirt is hiked up around my hips, my legs spread as he presses the thick ridge of his erection where I need him the most.
I cling to him, running my hands up and down his back as he trails kisses down my exposed throat, chest, and breasts.
It isn't enough. Maybe nothing tonight with him will be enough. My heart is haemorrhaging in my chest and I'm ridiculously close to tears as he makes love to me. How can this be goodbye? How did goodbye come around so quickly?
