My chest heaved against him, and he lowered his face so it was an inch from mine.
“I've been wanting to do this since you walked into the lodge.” Tremors wracked my body but not from the cold. I pulled his mouth on mine, and I melted into the kiss while gripping the front of his jacket. The world around us vanished as his tongue asked permission to pry my lips apart, and even in the cold, his body radiated heat.
When the kiss ended, I had trouble catching my breath, and my mind raced. Did that just happen? Now came the awkward part. What did I say after the most amazing kiss?
“I've been wanting to do that too,” he admitted, and he placed a more gentle kiss on my lips. “We should get back to the cabin before we freeze.”
But neither of us moved. His hand was against my throat while I still clutched his jacket, as if pulling apart would somehow break the spell because this place and Riven had me thinking of magic.
After what could have been minutes or hours, he kept hold of my hand, saying we didn’t have far to go.
“Home.” That popped out. I hadn’t intended to say it, but that was what it was.
“Yeah.”
We brushed the snow off and stamped our feet at the door, and when inside, Riven added logs and stoked the fire. I touched my lips, trying to imprint the memory of his kiss.
A week ago, he'd been a stranger. Now I couldn't imagine not having him in my life.
“This is all very... unexpected.” I finally broke the silence.
Riven’s serious expression tweaked my anxiety. He was going to say it was a mistake. That we should never have kissed and it wouldn’t happen again.
“I know. It's not standard witness protection protocol.”
That was an understatement. “I'm pretty sure ‘don't kiss the witness' is rule number one in the witsec handbook.”
He sighed, and I longed to brush away whatever doubts he had.
“Probably right after ‘don't develop feelings for the witness.’”
The words slammed into me, leaving me short of breath. Feelings. He had them. Did they match my own?
“Indigo, I sensed something the moment you walked through the lodge doors. I've been fighting it ever since.”
No, no, don't fight them. Welcome them.I wanted to pummel those doubts out of him.
“Don’t.”
He rested his brow on mine, his cool breath with a hint of peppermint wafting over me. “Because you're heretemporarily, and there are things about me that you don't know.”
What things? I hadn’t seen him naked. Did he have a small dick? I had a right to know. “Tell me.” Or he could show me.
He rubbed his forehead. “It's not that simple.”
If he had a husband sequestered somewhere that he’d hidden from me, I’d back off, because I refused to break up a marriage.
Riven released my hands to cup my face. “You have no idea how much I have to explain.”
He kissed me again, with a hunger that matched my own. My hands were in his hair, and he growled, igniting a fire in my belly.
When we separated, we were both breathing hard.
“I should…” He cleared his throat. “We should probably slow down.”
Damn. I wanted to rip my clothes off and offer him my hole. But maybe he was right.
“Okay.”
