Silver Heart
away from a feast. Not that I was comparing myself to a feast, but the turmoil reflected on his face was unmistakable. His jaw was hard and his gaze darker than I had ever seen it before, filled with lust, hunger, and something more turbulent.
    I touched my fingers to my lips and tried to push away the sudden emptiness that had descended upon me. The heat of Sawyer’s mouth was replaced by an empty chill that covered my entire body.
    His eyes dimmed even more as he ran a hand through his wet hair. “I’m sorry if I hurt you. I don’t know what came over me.”
    Hurt me?!
    I shook my head. “You didn’t hurt me.”
    I wanted this. I needed this.
    “I wasn’t lying when I said I wanted to talk and catch up,” he said. “But then you were right there in front of me, sucking on that bottom lip, and my first instinct was to kiss you.”
    “Mine too,” I admitted. “I think I wanted to feel close to you again.” Though I had to say, this was the first time we’ve been that close.
    Placing his hands on either side of my face, he peered into my eyes. “I’ve missed you, Silver,” he said. His voice was raspy and his breath came out in short, fast spurts. “So fucking much.”
    “I’ve missed you more.” A cold wave of sadness washed over me.
    The tension in his shoulders slowly began to melt. A hint of a smile began to form on his lips as he said, “My second instinct was to do a lot more than just kiss you. And I was pretty close to giving into it. I’m glad you stopped me when you did.”
    “Why?” I couldn’t help but ask, though I already knew the answer.
    There were years of unsaid words and unspoken feelings between us, but neither one of us dared to start the conversation. The tension billowed, partly brought on by our undeniable attraction to each other, but also because there was one very big inflatable elephant floating around in the pool with us. And its name was “The Past”.
    “Because it’s you, Silver. You. Right here in front of me. After all these years.” He was still panting, but now he also seemed to be struggling to speak. “You. Finally . As crazy as this is going to make me sound, I’d like to get to know you again before…” he trailed off and ran his hand through his wet hair. “Fuck, this is hard. I have so much to say, but no idea where to begin. And you being this wet…and hot…and so damn close isn’t helping keep my thoughts in check.”
    “It’s been six years,” I reminded him. “So much has changed.” And so much hadn’t. Sawyer still smelled so damn good. He was still familiar and so comfortable to talk to. It was like slipping on a favorite sweater, but now I wanted to do a lot more with that sweater than just cuddle.
    “I’m still Sawyer and you’re still Silver, aren’t you?”
    “I don’t know…” Was I the same girl I had been six years ago?
    “Then we’ll take things as slow as you want,” he suggested. “We have all week to get to know each other again.” His voice dropped as he added, “On every level.”
    My heart agreed with his words, but my body yearned to knock him over, throw itself at him, and continue where it was so rudely interrupted by my freaking brain. “Then I propose we keep all future hangouts contained to extremely public areas,” I said.
    His eyebrow ring shot up and his naughty grin reappeared. “You really think that I’ll be able to restrain myself around you in public?”
    “I guess we’ll have to wait and see.”
    Deep down, the rebellious part of my psyche hoped he wouldn’t.
     

CHAPTER SIX

    “I think we should all snowboard,” Maddie said as we neared the rental shop at Blackcomb Daylodge. We had decided to start off at Blackcomb Mountain because Adam was going to ride its famed Horstman Glacier run.
    I sighed. “I don’t know, Mads.” I could already see it in my mind: Me at the top of a hill, my knees weak from terror, trying to gain balance on a board that had a life of its own. Then tumbling

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