The longer she was around him the harder it would be to let go when it finally came to an end. And with Kyle everything came to an end eventually.
She was like a drug and he was letting her get back in his system just by standing there with her.
That's exactly what it would be to fall in love with him again; pure trouble and a twice broken heart.
Smelling the hint of his cologne. Hearing his voice speak her name. It was like reopening a cut you thought already healed and pouring salt directly into it.
You better not hurt my sister, Kyle.” James finally added. “I’m not. I promise.” “Good. We’re friends and all but…if you hurt her, I would have to kick your ass.
He had never felt so ill-at-ease on a date in his life. Then again, going on a date with your best friend was a delicate matter. He had to proceed with the utmost care and caution.
I had to leave before all those great times we had turned to shit. In my world good things don't last. And great things, things like what we had, sure as hell don't. I was saving us both from a lot of heartache down the road.
Looking at his bare chest and perfectly chiseled abs did not settle the twist in her gut or the flutter of her heart at her recent acceptance that she still loved the man. One kiss and it all came back, washing over her in an overwhelming wave.
Something told her to get off the plane and come after him. At the time she thought that something was the need to get one last kiss. But now it looked a lot like it was some unexplained intuition that was telling her he was in deep shit.
she felt the same deep connection he did. It had always been there and it seemed that the time spent apart had done nothing to snuff it.
He knew it was a horrible time, but seeing her kicked his heart into overdrive.
Despite the looming threat to his own life, he still felt the strong drive to protect Jessica in every cell of his body.
even when he was being a complete and total ass, he was still one of the most handsome men she had ever seen.
He knew how long she had been waiting and wanted her to be completely ready, even if that meant he didn’t get the relief tonight. He could wait forever if it meant doing right by her.
Knowing she was a poor liar under pressure kept him from telling her the truth. He remembered far too many occasions as kids when they had formulated a story to stay out of trouble with their parents and she had blown it within seconds.