"You-..." He cleared his throat. "You, go to... sleep now." He said while looking away from her. She also wasn't looking at him. "I will be back after changing. I… I will sleep on the couch, call me if you need… anything.." He said, still avoiding her eyes and walked toward the walk-in closet. He noticed her confusing stance and blushy cheeks.
He badly wanted to kiss her again. But a part of him knew, if he did, it might not stop there. Tonight was different. The kiss was different, different then their other kisses after she returned and they both knew it. It was passionate. They both were lost in the past when they became one for the first time and that intensified the desire inside them in ten folds.
Arabella's mind raced, and she couldn't help but replay that passionate kiss over and over in her head. It had been a long time since they had felt that kind of connection. She knew it was dangerous, yet undeniably intoxicating.