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smile.
David stepped closer.
Kristin’s smile vanished as she caught her breath under the weight of his stare.
“I had a lovely time tonight,” he whispered softly, clasping her hand.
“I did as well.” Her own voice grew hushed.
He brought her hand to his mouth and lightly brushed his lips across her knuckles, then leaned forward. Electric volts shot through her hand and her heart raced once again. David’s head tilted closer to hers, his lips merely a breath away.
She was sure he was going to kiss her this time, and she longed for it, even if it meant things would grow complicated between them. Her body was tight with the tension of waiting.
David turned his head and softly kissed her cheek. When she looked deeply into his eyes, Kristin would have sworn she saw the same desire raging within him.
“Friends,” he whispered huskily.
“Friends,” Kristin echoed.
And with that, he turned to go, breaking the spell between them. Kristin’s heart dropped just a little, suddenly heavy with disappointment, as she watched him walk to his car.
She remembered that she had promised herself she would not fall for David, and as she stumbled next to that ever-present cliff again, she feared it may already be too late.
David opened his car door and turned back to her. “I’ll call you soon, okay? The gallery number, I assume?”
“Okay,” She stood and watched as he climbed into his car and drove away.
Across the street, a shadow caught her attention. Someone dressed with a fedora hat and heavy rain coat came out of the alley and walked toward the direction David had just taken.
As she turned back to her door, she had an odd sensation between her shoulder blades and looked back over her shoulder. Strange that someone was over dressed for the night.
Shrugging the feeling off, Kristin bounded up the stairs to her place. After fumbling for her keys, she managed to open the door, falling against the back of the door as she closed it.
To just go out and do something most normal, single people dohave a drink and talk, had been nice. Granted, she might have opened up a little more than she intended, but those baby steps had to start somewhere, right?
Sighing, she undressed and readied herself for bed. The bedcovers warmed her as she crawled under them, willing her mind to be silent so she could get some much-needed sleep.
Could she really make a place for David in her life? Was she even ready for a friendship, let alone anything else? A couple of weeks ago, the thought of ever being close to a man again terrified her to the point of panic. And now here she was, contemplating feelings of doing just that, be it friendship or something more.
All of these thoughts swirled around in her head, banishing the chance of a peaceful night’s rest. Exasperated, she threw back the covers and sat up.
“This is useless,” she muttered and headed for her studio. As she opened the door, she had the sinking feeling that this wouldn’t be the only sleepless night in her near future.
~~~
Damn it, damn it, damn it! David cursed to himself silently as his car pulled away from where Kristin stared after him. He had almost lost control of himself just then, holding her hand and staring into her lovely dark eyes.
When he inhaled, he swore he could still smell her perfume, a bouquet of roses that invaded his senses. As they’d stood in front of her gallery, it was all he could do to keep from grabbing her and crushing her to him, claiming her enticing mouth in a passionate kiss.
Images of her pressed beneath him and her body surrendering to his, flashed through his mind, making him want to discard all reason and sanity. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his slacks suddenly too restricting.
David took a shaky breath and tried to concentrate on the road in front of him. How was he supposed to keep up this ruse with Sophie, to pretend to still be engaged to her, when he had such strong feelings for Kristin? And, what
David stepped closer.
Kristin’s smile vanished as she caught her breath under the weight of his stare.
“I had a lovely time tonight,” he whispered softly, clasping her hand.
“I did as well.” Her own voice grew hushed.
He brought her hand to his mouth and lightly brushed his lips across her knuckles, then leaned forward. Electric volts shot through her hand and her heart raced once again. David’s head tilted closer to hers, his lips merely a breath away.
She was sure he was going to kiss her this time, and she longed for it, even if it meant things would grow complicated between them. Her body was tight with the tension of waiting.
David turned his head and softly kissed her cheek. When she looked deeply into his eyes, Kristin would have sworn she saw the same desire raging within him.
“Friends,” he whispered huskily.
“Friends,” Kristin echoed.
And with that, he turned to go, breaking the spell between them. Kristin’s heart dropped just a little, suddenly heavy with disappointment, as she watched him walk to his car.
She remembered that she had promised herself she would not fall for David, and as she stumbled next to that ever-present cliff again, she feared it may already be too late.
David opened his car door and turned back to her. “I’ll call you soon, okay? The gallery number, I assume?”
“Okay,” She stood and watched as he climbed into his car and drove away.
Across the street, a shadow caught her attention. Someone dressed with a fedora hat and heavy rain coat came out of the alley and walked toward the direction David had just taken.
As she turned back to her door, she had an odd sensation between her shoulder blades and looked back over her shoulder. Strange that someone was over dressed for the night.
Shrugging the feeling off, Kristin bounded up the stairs to her place. After fumbling for her keys, she managed to open the door, falling against the back of the door as she closed it.
To just go out and do something most normal, single people dohave a drink and talk, had been nice. Granted, she might have opened up a little more than she intended, but those baby steps had to start somewhere, right?
Sighing, she undressed and readied herself for bed. The bedcovers warmed her as she crawled under them, willing her mind to be silent so she could get some much-needed sleep.
Could she really make a place for David in her life? Was she even ready for a friendship, let alone anything else? A couple of weeks ago, the thought of ever being close to a man again terrified her to the point of panic. And now here she was, contemplating feelings of doing just that, be it friendship or something more.
All of these thoughts swirled around in her head, banishing the chance of a peaceful night’s rest. Exasperated, she threw back the covers and sat up.
“This is useless,” she muttered and headed for her studio. As she opened the door, she had the sinking feeling that this wouldn’t be the only sleepless night in her near future.
~~~
Damn it, damn it, damn it! David cursed to himself silently as his car pulled away from where Kristin stared after him. He had almost lost control of himself just then, holding her hand and staring into her lovely dark eyes.
When he inhaled, he swore he could still smell her perfume, a bouquet of roses that invaded his senses. As they’d stood in front of her gallery, it was all he could do to keep from grabbing her and crushing her to him, claiming her enticing mouth in a passionate kiss.
Images of her pressed beneath him and her body surrendering to his, flashed through his mind, making him want to discard all reason and sanity. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his slacks suddenly too restricting.
David took a shaky breath and tried to concentrate on the road in front of him. How was he supposed to keep up this ruse with Sophie, to pretend to still be engaged to her, when he had such strong feelings for Kristin? And, what
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