Rumours and Romance Ebook

~*~ Excerpt from Rumours and Romance ~*~

“Liar.”

“Mila,” I say as she takes a step closer, dropping her arms to her sides. My hand is gripping the countertop.

“Do you know why I feel so good when I’m around you?”

“Why?” I ask hoarsely.

“Because being around you feels right. Natural. Normal. I don’t have to pretend when I’m with you, I can just be me.” She comes to a stop only inches away from me, and I want so fucking badly to touch her. I don’t know what’s going on right now, but whatever spell we’re under, I don’t want it to break.

“I can do what I want to do. And I know you understand me.” Her words have barely registered before I feel her lips on mine. They brush softly together, then she speaks again. “I can kiss you, and I know you won’t push me for more.” Our lips touch again. “We can call it practice if you want. All I know is I really want to kiss you again.”

“Fuck. Mila.” Her name comes out as a growl this time as I capture her mouth with mine. Her fingers tunnel into my hair, gripping my head closer and I take our kiss deeper. The raging desire inside of me is growing hotter and hotter. I want this woman; I need this woman. Any logic and reasoning that says this is a bad idea has disappeared, and pure lust is left in its place. I could blame it on not having sex for almost eight months, but the truth is, it’s Mila. My body wants her, craves her. And even if sex isn’t on the table for us right now, I realize I want it to be, and soon.

But not yet.

Right now, I just want to kiss her.

I slant my mouth to cover more of hers. Her tongue slicks across my lips and I open, letting us tangle together. Soft moans come from somewhere, and I realize it’s her. The sound makes my cock stir in my shorts, and I know she feels it because she presses her hips against me. Fuck. It’s too much, too soon. I have to pump the brakes on this before it goes too far.

I pull back. Both of us are breathing heavily. Mila’s hands drop to my shoulders, and my hands are still holding her waist.

“Wow.”

“Yeah. Wow.” My words come out rough.

She lets her hands slide down my body until they drop to her sides and I instantly miss the contact.

“I should go,” she says quietly, stepping back, and forcing my hands to leave her hips.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” She smiles up at me, then walks around to the other side of the counter to gather her things. “Thanks for dinner, and” — she waves her hand around, biting her lip — “this.”

I look at her closely, trying to see if there is any sign of remorse for kissing me. Thankfully there’s none, so I take her leaving for what I assume it is. A step back, re-establishing boundaries. Good thing she can’t read my mind right now, because all I want to do is smash those boundaries to rubble.

Instead, I walk her to the door.

“I’ll see you for breakfast tomorrow.”

Her eyes twinkle at me. “Yeah. I’ll save you a bran muffin.”

As I watch Mila drive away, I realize something. She’s changing more than just my breakfast habits. She’s changing me. I don’t feel like the angry, jaded man I was when I first came here. I feel happy, content, and hopeful. Three things I haven’t felt for a very long time.

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