[Dove]
Once my feet touched the floor, I moved away from him. As if his scent would scald me.
Our eyes met and my spine flamed up instantly. Holding my gaze, he closed the door and locked it.
I swallowed hard. The sharp heat flooded my head and it throbbed with a raw need: I want him to hold me; I want to feel him inside me. I clenched my hands into small fists to fight it.
He came towards me and instinctively, my heels lifted and my feet shifted backwards. Don’t come any closer. I will hurt you, Cole, my mind begged.
He paused, heaved a heavy sigh and rubbed his face. It was then I noticed the weary lines on his forehead. My eyes lifted to his unruly metallic blue and black hair and trickled down to his broad shoulders and then to his thick arms. Suddenly, I remembered that we had not seen each other for more than a week and I almost forgot how much I missed him - his hold, his touch and his kiss.
“Why would you want to leave when you keep looking at me like that?”