Carver hadn’t realized how much he desperately wanted Lina until now. As a teenager he’d been attracted to her in a way that was new and slightly intimidating. After seeing her for the first time in years yesterday, he could safely attest to that physical desire for Lina having morphed into a body-aching longing that he knew he wasn’t going to shake anytime soon. He took her hand then, bringing it up to his lips to brush a soft kiss over her fingers. “Then we should definitely do our best to keep in touch this time.” If he couldn’t have anything else with her, he’d at least like to talk to her from time to time.
When her gaze dropped to his lips on her fingers, then raised slowly back to stare at him, he swallowed hard. There was a different spark in her eyes that added to the glimmer of hope now blooming in his chest. She briefly licked her lips and whispered, “Yes, we definitely should.”
“There’s something else I think we should do. Something we never did before, but that I think we both wondered about.”
She nodded. “Yeah, we should definitely do that, too.”
He grinned, because he wasn’t totally sure they were talking about the same thing. There were a lot of things he and Lina had never done before, but tonight he had one thing in particular in mind.
“I’m talking about a kiss.” His gaze drifted down to her lips again.
She smiled. “I knew what you were talking about.” The last word was spoken in a hushed tone as she leaned in closer.
“You still think you can read my mind.” Keeping one hand in hers, he lifted his other hand to cup the side of her face.
She leaned into his touch and lifted her chin simultaneously, as if preparing herself for the inevitable. His body tensed, and his heart hammered in his chest as desire threatened to overtake him. “I’m not wrong, am I?”
She wasn’t wrong, but she was so damn beautiful and he wanted her so completely. Her face was just a breath away from his now, and every part of his body was reacting to that proximity. “No,” he said, “you’re not wrong.” And he was finished talking. Closing the inch of space between them, he touched his lips to hers. Softly at first, then he brushed his tongue lightly over the seam of her lips. She opened her mouth with a moan, and he eased his tongue inside, taking the tentative kiss to a level of hunger neither of them expected.
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