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“I’d graduated college that May, and just a couple weeks later they came here to start working the dig. I was home watching mysisters. My parents were excavating a new pit and were inside it deciding how much deeper they could use machinery, when an earthquake hit. The rock walls collapsed on them.”
“Dear God. I remember that earthquake’s epicenter was right here on Mount Parnassus, and that some of the buildings in Delphi and Kastorini were pretty badly damaged. I can’t believe your parents…” He trailed off, unable to imagine it. The shock of such a freak thing taking both of her parents at once.
“I know. It was…unbelievable. Devastating for us girls.”
“That small earthquake a couple weeks ago must have scared the hell out of you. Brought it all back.” She nodded, and Andros’s chest squeezed at the pain on her face. “So you took over for your parents, taking care of your sisters.”
“The court allowed me to become guardian. I’d watched them every summer anyway, when our parents were gone on digs. We managed. Survived. I’d planned to start grad school, but had to put it off for a few years. I hate that I’m so behind what my parents groomed me to accomplish by now. Far behind all that they’d accomplished by my age, but there wasn’t another good option. It’s…I knew it was what they would have expected, even though they would’ve been disappointed that school had to come second.” Thetears came then, squeezing his chest even tighter, and she quickly dabbed them before they could fall. “Sorry. Stupid to cry after all this time.”
He couldn’t figure out how much of her tears were from grief over her parents, or the pain of believing, somehow, that they would be disappointed with her. Surely she didn’t really feel that way, considering how she’d stepped up and put her sisters first. At twenty-two, he’d been damned self-absorbed, for sure.
He took her chin in his fingers, turned her face so she was looking at him. “Never be sorry for being human and feeling pain, Laurel. Grief stays with us, sometimes for a long time. Until we learn what we have to from it to move on.”
The way she forced a smile through her tears gripped his heart, and without thinking he lowered his head an inch and touched his lips to hers. Softly, gently, meaning to soothe. They were soft and pliant beneath his, and for a long moment the kiss was painfully, wonderfully, deliciously sweet.
They slowly pulled apart, separating just a few inches, staring at one another. Heat and desire rushed through his veins like a freight train just from his lips on hers. A heat and desire that had him wanting to go back for more, deeper and hotter. He fiercely reminded himself she was hurting, that he was supposed to be offering comfort.Not consumed with the need to lay her down on the cushioned seat and kiss her breathless.
Her eyes were wide, and inside that deep blue he thought he saw a flicker of what might be the same awareness, the same desire. Just as he began to ease away from her, she surprised the hell out of him, wrapping her palm behind his head, closing the gap between them and kissing him back. He found himself grasping her ponytail as he’d wanted to earlier, gently tugging her hair to tip her face to the perfect angle, letting him delve deeper. Her lips parted, drew him in as he learned the dizzying taste of Laurel Evans.
“Ahem. Your peppers and keftedes .”
They both slowly broke apart, and Andros struggled to remember they were in a public restaurant before he turned to the waiter. “Thanks.”
The waiter responded with a grin and a little wink at Andros before he moved on to another seat farther down the promenade. He looked at Laurel, not surprised to see her cheeks were a deep pink. Hell, he had a feeling his might be too, and didn’t know what to say. Maybe something along the lines of, Sorry, I didn’t mean to try to suck your tongue like you were the first meze, but you taste
“Dear God. I remember that earthquake’s epicenter was right here on Mount Parnassus, and that some of the buildings in Delphi and Kastorini were pretty badly damaged. I can’t believe your parents…” He trailed off, unable to imagine it. The shock of such a freak thing taking both of her parents at once.
“I know. It was…unbelievable. Devastating for us girls.”
“That small earthquake a couple weeks ago must have scared the hell out of you. Brought it all back.” She nodded, and Andros’s chest squeezed at the pain on her face. “So you took over for your parents, taking care of your sisters.”
“The court allowed me to become guardian. I’d watched them every summer anyway, when our parents were gone on digs. We managed. Survived. I’d planned to start grad school, but had to put it off for a few years. I hate that I’m so behind what my parents groomed me to accomplish by now. Far behind all that they’d accomplished by my age, but there wasn’t another good option. It’s…I knew it was what they would have expected, even though they would’ve been disappointed that school had to come second.” Thetears came then, squeezing his chest even tighter, and she quickly dabbed them before they could fall. “Sorry. Stupid to cry after all this time.”
He couldn’t figure out how much of her tears were from grief over her parents, or the pain of believing, somehow, that they would be disappointed with her. Surely she didn’t really feel that way, considering how she’d stepped up and put her sisters first. At twenty-two, he’d been damned self-absorbed, for sure.
He took her chin in his fingers, turned her face so she was looking at him. “Never be sorry for being human and feeling pain, Laurel. Grief stays with us, sometimes for a long time. Until we learn what we have to from it to move on.”
The way she forced a smile through her tears gripped his heart, and without thinking he lowered his head an inch and touched his lips to hers. Softly, gently, meaning to soothe. They were soft and pliant beneath his, and for a long moment the kiss was painfully, wonderfully, deliciously sweet.
They slowly pulled apart, separating just a few inches, staring at one another. Heat and desire rushed through his veins like a freight train just from his lips on hers. A heat and desire that had him wanting to go back for more, deeper and hotter. He fiercely reminded himself she was hurting, that he was supposed to be offering comfort.Not consumed with the need to lay her down on the cushioned seat and kiss her breathless.
Her eyes were wide, and inside that deep blue he thought he saw a flicker of what might be the same awareness, the same desire. Just as he began to ease away from her, she surprised the hell out of him, wrapping her palm behind his head, closing the gap between them and kissing him back. He found himself grasping her ponytail as he’d wanted to earlier, gently tugging her hair to tip her face to the perfect angle, letting him delve deeper. Her lips parted, drew him in as he learned the dizzying taste of Laurel Evans.
“Ahem. Your peppers and keftedes .”
They both slowly broke apart, and Andros struggled to remember they were in a public restaurant before he turned to the waiter. “Thanks.”
The waiter responded with a grin and a little wink at Andros before he moved on to another seat farther down the promenade. He looked at Laurel, not surprised to see her cheeks were a deep pink. Hell, he had a feeling his might be too, and didn’t know what to say. Maybe something along the lines of, Sorry, I didn’t mean to try to suck your tongue like you were the first meze, but you taste
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