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Whatwas wrong with him?
It’sbecause you’re scared, asshole.
‘No,I’mnot,’ he said out loud.
She’sgotten under your skin.
Heran his fingers through his hair and clasped them together at the back of his head.MemoriesofJessplayed through his mind: her smile, her laugh, the scent of her hair, the way-too-comfortable fit of her hand in his.Shamerushed over him when he remembered how he’d left her downstairs.Shedidn’t deserve to be treated badly.She’dhad enough of that from her ex.
Thisisn’t just about sex anymore.
‘Fuck.’Hesmacked the counter with his palm and swore again due to the sting.Injust a few days, she’d undone eight years of carefully crafted self-control.Somehowshe’d diffused his internal security system.He’dthought that, because of her short stay inFranceand the fact that she’d just broken up with somebody, she wasn’t a risk.
Instead, she was the biggest risk of them all.
Hehadn’t told anybody except his therapist about his trauma inAfghanistan, but something compelled him to tell her.Theway she looked at him with those large blue eyes made him want to open his soul to her.
Andhis heart.
Hegrowled.
Whatif you just let go?
Foryears, he’d told himself that he didn’t need anybody.Hecould live his life alone because he’d be a burden to another person.Hecould survive without love.He’dbecome adept at filling his time with activities that nourished his mind and kept him engaged, without anyone expecting anything from him.
ThenJesscame along with her spontaneity science fair project and made him want to be spontaneous, too.Shekindled a dangerous desire to want more for himself—the first crack in his carefully constructed walls.Hedetected the mortar crumbling, and he hadn’t even slept with her yet.
Yet.
Heexhaled.Maybehe could sleep with her and still keep his distance.Heneeded her now, in this moment.Whynot allow himself some grace?Justfor a couple days.Thenshe’d go back to her life, and he could go back to his.Hejust needed to get this out of his system.Fillup his well.
Gabrielslapped the countertop with both hands and dragged his eyes back to his tortured reflection.Whowas he kidding?Ifhe walked through that door and went to her, he’d just be making life harder for himself when they had to say goodbye.
Leaninghis forehead on the mirror, he closed his eyes.
WhatshouldIdo?
Jessadmiredthe final effect of herOh,Paulina!spending spree in the full-length mirror.Krish’sloss wasGabriel’sgain.ShelookedHOT.
She’dnever worn garters before.Ittook her a few goes to fasten them to the tops of her stockings, but she’d gotten there in the end.Thelight pink balcony bra cradled her breasts, pushing them up.Theline of the cup cut halfway through her nipples.Herboobs redefined pert.
Thesuspender belt cinched around her waist and the sheer panties barely counted as clothes.Sheeven had sleek satin mules to go with the outfit.
Afterflipping her curls back and forth a few times to fluff up her mane, she narrowed her eyes at the door.Readyor not,GabrielSeverin, hereIcome.
Throwingher shoulders back, she did her best supermodel walk towards the closed door, to give herself confidence.Shegripped the handle and threw it open.
Gabrielwas standing in the hallway, his fist poised to knock.
‘Look,I’msorry—’ he started before his mouth fell open and his intense gaze travelled up and down her body, taking her in. ‘HolyMotherofGod,’ he said.
Gettingover his shock, he stepped towards her at the same time asJessgrabbed him by the shirt and pulled him in.Lipscrashed together, mouths desperate to taste each other.Hishands gripped her at the waist, thumbs kneading her lower ribs.Shealready felt the thick edge of him pressing into her lower belly.Hewas the perfect height for her.Atjust a few inches taller, their frames fit together like a jigsaw.Shethought her body had been thrumming before; now she positively vibrated with need.Shetugged at his shirt and drew it up, over his head, exposing his hard, sculpted abs to her hungry gaze.
Ifit were up to her, they’d go straight for the main event, butGabrielhad other ideas.Hishand left her waist to slam the door closed behind him, then he twirled her around so she faced the wall.Withher palms pressing against the plaster, she ground her bottom into him and he groaned.
‘Spreadyour legs wider,’ he commanded.
Shedid as requested, being careful not to kick his foot by accident.Shedidn’t want him to lose his balance at this delicate, delectable time.
