I sigh, not really wanting to admit that it was both. But I already know she won’t let me off that easily.
“Sort of both, I suppose.”
She nods as she moves closer, placing a hand on my forearm as she leans in, “Come on, you know you can do better than that.”
My breath hitches, having her in such close proximity, looking up at me through those long eyelashes. Why do I want her this bad?
“You don’t have to keep checking on me, you know.” I whisper looking away.
She grasps my jaw, turning me so that I face her again. “It’s quite literally my job, Levi. I’m here for you, in any form.”
Immediately, I imagine her bent over that reformer to relieve the stress.
Snap the fuck out of it, Levi.
Holding her eyes, I lower my head, moving slightly closer to her lips as her hand cups my jaw.
I meet her eyes again to sense if she wants this as bad as I do.
Her eyes flare with heat before I hear a soft whisper. “Kiss me, Levi.”
That’s all it takes for me to slam my lips against hers, a surprised gasp escaping.
Her mouth is soft, and pliant, and so fucking sweet. So fucking perfect.
I bring my hand up to sink into her hair, tilting her head back to open her more, my tongue slipping in.
She nips my lip and a groan slips out of me, surprising both of us and causing her to break the kiss and step away abruptly. I miss the contact immediately.
Even through the dark, I see her chest heaving, a light flush making its way up her chest to her cheeks.
“Yeah – uh, so, I’m just going to bed.” She stammers moving out of the kitchen before heading back to her room.
I sigh to myself. What the fuck do we do now?
…
I step out onto the deck, shutting the door behind me with a soft click. The cool breeze is a nice contrast to the heat that’s still pulsing through my veins.
I cross the deck and grip the railing, bowing my head as I take a few breaths to try and calm my racing heartbeat.
I bring one hand up to touch my lips. They’re still tingling from the kiss.
Did she actually ask me to kiss her, or did I imagine that? Have I just ruined my only chance at recovery over a kiss?
I scoff, shaking my head. “What the hell was that?” I mutter to myself, tilting my head back to look up at the starry night sky.
I drag my hand through my hair, starting to pace the length of the deck.
I need to wind myself down so I can sleep. Maybe if I sleep, I’ll wake up and everything will be good again. Or the best case scenario is that she won’t even remember.
I’m not sure how long I stand here breathing in the night air to calm myself, before deciding it’s time to head back inside.
I move through the house, slowly making my way up the stairs to Scarlett’s room.
I need to apologise. I’ve been an ass all day and she’s been nothing but gracious. The least I can do is make sure we’re okay after that kiss. I’d hate to have ruined everything. We’ve made so much progress.
Standing in front of her door I lift my hand to knock before I hear a soft sound. I press my ear closer to the door before I hear that sound again.
