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it sent shivers down his spine.
He shrugged, not entirely sure where the urge to be so protective had come from, and
held his hand out to help her out of the car. She stared at it for a moment, a faint
smile playing around her lips, before putting her own into it and pulling herself
upright.
Her hand was cool and slight in his and her touch caused a wave of need so intense
he felt sure she’d feel it traveling through his fingers into her own.
He had a mad compulsion to push her against the car and kiss the life out of her,
but he knew he shouldn’t. He couldn’t.
Get a grip, Gideon.
Going round to the boot, he hauled out the shopping bags, taking four in each hand
and heading back to the house.
“Let me take some of those,” Ellie said, closing the boot and running to catch him
up.
“Nah, it’s okay, I’ve got them,” he said walking up the front steps, unable to look
at her now in case he lost it completely.
“Give me the key then, I’ll get the door open.”
“It’s in my pocket,” he said, nodding down to the front right-hand side of his jeans
before it occurred to him exactly what he’d suggested. Before he could rectify the
situation, he felt her hand slip down into his pocket and fumble around.
He gritted his teeth as his body hardened in response to her touch. He turned to meet
her gaze. Ellie’s pupils had dilated again, but he was pretty sure it wasn’t from
shock this time. She was standing so close to him he could smell the honey fragrance
of her hair. Her lips parted and she drew shallow breaths into her chest, which rose
and fell much faster than normal, in sync with his own accelerated breathing.
He wanted to kiss her. So badly.
He was just about to give in to the feeling when her fingers closed around the key
in his pocket and she drew it out, moving away from him and turning to open the door.
• • •
Ellie stepped into the cool stillness of the hallway and walked quickly away from
Gideon and the electrifying atmosphere that had zapped between them on the doorstep.
The twitchy shock of the near-accident had been replaced with a whole other sort of
shock.
He’d been turned on. By her.
Granted, she’d had her hands in his trousers, dangerously close to his groin, but
she’d seen the expression in his eyes, too. They’d seemed to soften as they looked
into hers and she could have sworn he moved toward her just before she’d grasped hold
of the key. It was as if he was leaning forward to kiss her.
She’d panicked, not knowing how to deal with what she was feeling, and turned away
from him, almost sick with nerves.
In her muddled state she hadn’t considered what would happen if she put her hand in
his pocket. She’d done it to Paul numerous times and so it felt like a normal thing
to do. Of course it wasn’t. Not with someone she wasn’t usually intimate with. She’d
stepped over the line, which she’d been precariously balancing on for a very long
time. Her heart thumped against her chest at the realization.
She was aware of him following her into the kitchen, the carrier bags rustling in
the otherwise silent room.
Could he really have wanted to kiss her? Or was it just a standard reaction he had
to being unexpectedly groped?
She found she couldn’t meet his eyes and busied herself unpacking the bags he’d put
on the table to give herself something else to focus on.
Turning back from stashing the pasta in the cupboard she almost bumped into Gideon,
who’d put himself between her and the table. She had no choice but to look at him
now.
“Ellie, stop a minute, will you? We don’t need to do that, just sit for a minute and
breathe.”
“I don’t need to breathe,” she said, before realizing how ridiculous that sounded.
Gideon’s mouth quirked into a smile and she grinned uncertainly back at him.
Her breath caught in her throat as he gently pushed a lock of hair away from her face.
Heat
He shrugged, not entirely sure where the urge to be so protective had come from, and
held his hand out to help her out of the car. She stared at it for a moment, a faint
smile playing around her lips, before putting her own into it and pulling herself
upright.
Her hand was cool and slight in his and her touch caused a wave of need so intense
he felt sure she’d feel it traveling through his fingers into her own.
He had a mad compulsion to push her against the car and kiss the life out of her,
but he knew he shouldn’t. He couldn’t.
Get a grip, Gideon.
Going round to the boot, he hauled out the shopping bags, taking four in each hand
and heading back to the house.
“Let me take some of those,” Ellie said, closing the boot and running to catch him
up.
“Nah, it’s okay, I’ve got them,” he said walking up the front steps, unable to look
at her now in case he lost it completely.
“Give me the key then, I’ll get the door open.”
“It’s in my pocket,” he said, nodding down to the front right-hand side of his jeans
before it occurred to him exactly what he’d suggested. Before he could rectify the
situation, he felt her hand slip down into his pocket and fumble around.
He gritted his teeth as his body hardened in response to her touch. He turned to meet
her gaze. Ellie’s pupils had dilated again, but he was pretty sure it wasn’t from
shock this time. She was standing so close to him he could smell the honey fragrance
of her hair. Her lips parted and she drew shallow breaths into her chest, which rose
and fell much faster than normal, in sync with his own accelerated breathing.
He wanted to kiss her. So badly.
He was just about to give in to the feeling when her fingers closed around the key
in his pocket and she drew it out, moving away from him and turning to open the door.
• • •
Ellie stepped into the cool stillness of the hallway and walked quickly away from
Gideon and the electrifying atmosphere that had zapped between them on the doorstep.
The twitchy shock of the near-accident had been replaced with a whole other sort of
shock.
He’d been turned on. By her.
Granted, she’d had her hands in his trousers, dangerously close to his groin, but
she’d seen the expression in his eyes, too. They’d seemed to soften as they looked
into hers and she could have sworn he moved toward her just before she’d grasped hold
of the key. It was as if he was leaning forward to kiss her.
She’d panicked, not knowing how to deal with what she was feeling, and turned away
from him, almost sick with nerves.
In her muddled state she hadn’t considered what would happen if she put her hand in
his pocket. She’d done it to Paul numerous times and so it felt like a normal thing
to do. Of course it wasn’t. Not with someone she wasn’t usually intimate with. She’d
stepped over the line, which she’d been precariously balancing on for a very long
time. Her heart thumped against her chest at the realization.
She was aware of him following her into the kitchen, the carrier bags rustling in
the otherwise silent room.
Could he really have wanted to kiss her? Or was it just a standard reaction he had
to being unexpectedly groped?
She found she couldn’t meet his eyes and busied herself unpacking the bags he’d put
on the table to give herself something else to focus on.
Turning back from stashing the pasta in the cupboard she almost bumped into Gideon,
who’d put himself between her and the table. She had no choice but to look at him
now.
“Ellie, stop a minute, will you? We don’t need to do that, just sit for a minute and
breathe.”
“I don’t need to breathe,” she said, before realizing how ridiculous that sounded.
Gideon’s mouth quirked into a smile and she grinned uncertainly back at him.
Her breath caught in her throat as he gently pushed a lock of hair away from her face.
Heat
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