Unable to break the magnetic field, the force too strong, I shift closer to her, too.
Her eyes widen, the sorrow disappears as my palm cups the side of her face. She intakes a sharp breath while my thumb tenderly strokes her cheek.
She leans into my touch. Her body releasing all the tension.
"That faith that you have in me," I begin softly, "don't forget to have that same faith in yourself."
"I think I just need to be reminded sometimes," she admits with a whisper.
I lower my head to where I'm more at eye level with her. "I'll remind you everyday."
"Then that means you won't ever be able to avoid me." She tries to joke but I don't miss the serious undertone.
"Can I tell you something, Grace?" She nods her head leaning closer towards me without even realizing it. "I don't want to."
"I don't want you to either."
There's that pull again. Wanting to draw me closer.
My eyes flick down to her lips.
So soft. So full. Delectable.
Maybe if I allow myself one kiss. If I allow myself to give into temptation. To give into her.
One kiss.
Her breathing picks up as I notice the rise and fall of her chest. Her breasts straining against the fabric of her shirt. Her nipples visible for me to see.
The apples of her cheeks are flushed and her pupils are dilated with desire.
And I can bet my entire life that my eyes mirror her own.
One kiss, I keep saying it to myself as I lower my head. My lips coming dangerously closer to hers.
I close my eyes as I breathe her in. The ever so familiar scent of jasmine filling my nostrils.
"Oak," she says my name in a breathy plea. One that calls to me. Makes my blood run hot and my cock press hard and heavy against my pants.
I want nothing more than to feel my lips pressed against hers. To swallow her moans and cries with my mouth. To taste her the way I have always imagined.
I want her.
I want her so fucking much.
But I can't.
Jude will never be able to kiss his wife again.
Miguel will never be able to kiss his mother on the cheek.
Isaac will never be able to finally have the family that he always wanted.
Darius will never be able to carry on the family name because it died with him.
And Roman. . .Roman will never be able to experience the love he never fucking had.
So I can't.
