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One minute I’m yelling at him. The next minute, Jeffrey smashes his lips against mine. Time freezes as my mushy brain tries to process what’s happening. He pulls me closer until we pressed against each other, completely taking over the kiss. A moan escapes my lips, and I lose all sense of time and place. I’m completely blindsided by the exquisite taste of his lips. They hold a hint of the wine we had at the party.
I groan as the sweet taste explodes in my mouth. I can’t get enough of him as he devours my mouth. His palm cups my face, while his other hand holds me tight, intensifying the indescribable feeling.
He releases a deep groan as I press myself against him. I’m now aware of how hard he is all over. Jeffrey is sheer perfection. The overwhelming desire to feel every inch of him takes control my senses.
I become completely lost as his hand drifts lower and firmly gripping my ass. I can’t help but moan at how perfectly it fits in his palm as if it was made for him. I part my legs, allowing him to partially lie between them. He presses me against his body until I can feel his erection. Rational thought completely eludes me as he continues to fondle my ass, never breaking the rhythm of our passionate kiss. I know things have taken another direction, but at this point, I no longer care. This is the most sensuous feeling I have ever experienced, and I want to savor every moment of it. It reminds me of the only time I’ve felt something like this before. It was with Jeffrey.
I pour everything into the kiss, releasing a loud moan as his tongue enters my mouth. He expertly explores every curve and crevice, leaving me breathless. The sensation of his hard chest pressing against my nipples sends a shiver down my spine, causing me to gasp in pleasure.
Jeffrey pulls away slightly, our lips barely brushing against each other. My breaths match his, heavy and ragged, as l lose myself in his gaze. I’m breathing heavily that the reality of what I’ve just allowed to happen sinks in. Instantly, I pull back and gape at him.
“I shouldn’t have done that. I mean, your husband,” he says, emphasizing the word ‘husband’ once again. That’s when I lose control.
“Will you just stop? And since you’re so curious about my husband, maybe you should have done some research and discovered that he’s dead,” I fire at him. His eyes widen just as the car comes to a stop.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” he says.
“Sorry about what?”
“Everything, your husband, the kiss. It should never have happened,” he says, and everything in me shatters. Why does it hurt so much to hear him regretting our kiss? I shrug as I glance out the window into the night. Tears burn in my eyes, but I hold them back. I won’t allow Jeffrey to see how deeply he affects me.
I quickly get out of the car before he has a chance to open the door for me, rushing inside the house.Damn you, Jeffrey. Damn you for messing with my mind like this.Why does it hurt so much? I should be relieved that the kiss meant nothing. It doesn’t take long for me to realize that my feelings for Jeffrey never died.
12
PHEBE
“Do you have the basket ready?” Jeffrey asks Mrs. Brown as he enters the kitchen. Mrs. Brown told me that he is paying a visit to St. Paul’s orphanage today. It has been three days since I kissed Jeffrey. For three days, I’ve been unable to keep that searing kiss off my mind.
I turn my head away from Jeffrey, stare aimlessly out the window, avoiding eye contact. I recall how he claimed our kiss was a mistake, but deep down, it was the best thing that happened to me that night. Being in his arms again is the most amazing experience I’ve ever had, but I know better than to dwell on it. I still can’t believe Mrs. Brown asked me to accompany Jeffrey to the orphanage he usually visits.
“Yes, Jeffrey, the basket is already in your car,” she says.
“Okay, what about Matilda?” He asks Mrs. Brown. Mrs. Brown told me Matilda used to follow him to the orphanage to assist him with the kids.
“Jeffrey, she won’t be able to join you today. She is preparing for her exams,” Mrs. Brown says.
“Oh, why didn’t you tell me?” he asks with a frown.
“I didn’t want to worry you; besides, Phebe has volunteered to go on her behalf,” she says, and that is my cue to join them.
“Oh, sure. I’m all dressed. Is it time to go already?” I say without meeting his gaze. I know I should be staying away from him, but there’s an undeniable, electrifying attraction pulling me towards him. I anticipate Jeffrey rejecting the idea of going out with me, considering how he has been avoiding me like a plague.
“Sure, let’s go,” he says calmly. Mrs. Brown gives me a smile before I follow Jeffrey outside. The tension is heavy between us, but I choose to ignore it. We get into the car, and I’m surprised to see Jeffrey in the driver’s seat. We drive in silence until Jeffrey breaks it and says,
“How have you been?”
I glance at him in surprise, but he keeps his eyes on the road.
“Good,” I reply before taking my eyes off him. The rest of the drive remains quiet, and it doesn’t take long before we arrive at the orphanage.
My heart fills with anticipation as I walk toward the gates of the local orphanage. I still can’t believe I’m doing this with Jeffrey. Jeffrey kindly opens door for me, and I can’t help but startle when our fingers accidentally brush as I try to step aside.
“Sorry,” I mumble, although it seems he doesn’t hear. We retrieve the baskets filled with assorted cookies from the trunk. My footsteps echo against the pavement. For some reason, the thought of spending the day with Jeffrey fills me with a sense of warmth and excitement.
It’s hard to believe that I’ve spent years daydreaming about him, and now I finally have the opportunity to be close to him. Yet, if I’m being honest, I must remind myself that Jeffrey’s seemingly kind-hearted nature is merely an act. But this is different.
By the time I reach the stairs, Jeffrey is already waiting at the entrance. I take a moment to admire him. Jeffrey looks as dashing as ever in his jeans, plain vest and jacket.
