If she hadn't been so consumed by the feel of his hands gliding lightly over her hair, or lost in the aftershock of that single mind-blowing kiss, she would have taken the time to be surprised at his self control. At both of them, for that matter! All she wanted was to be stripping this man of every stitch he wore...not a reaction she was used to... but yet she was able to prolong the anticipation by carrying on the conversation. And as for him--well, his poise was nothing short of remarkable. She'd had men attempt to maul her over far lesser advances on her part...but it seemed he was still handing her the reins.
While her father had deemed her 'scandalous' at times, the truth was, she'd never been too open about her personal affairs with partners. She'd merely had fun with the old man, acting inappropriately at his various black tie events just to get to him. She'd never cared what his ritzy associates had to say about her, or what they thought of how she acted. She'd greatly despised that lifestyle--not only had it bored her silly, but she'd never been able to stomach the appalling amount of self-righteous, pure snobbishness of those circles. Once she'd gotten her job, she'd been able to steer away from those things to a degree, and had begun to take her professionalism seriously. No more flaunting trysts in front of Daddy...it would have looked horrible for the department. In an essence, the same was true here. Stan and his buddies aside, she respected Seth's professionalism as she respected her own. He didn't need the town's speculation on their relationship. They would never have to know anything more than that they were working together 'on a case'. And if she had it her way...they'd be working very hard on that case!
His words about pretending to stay in the guest room stunned her slightly. That meant she'd be staying in his...room? She had planned to get the apartment as he'd advised, simply to give him space. He was a self-professed lifelong bachelor...she surely didn't expect him to open his home to her just a few hours after they'd met. It was crazy...and yet somehow, made perfect sense. She wouldn't have to sneak between houses to see him, and they'd get to utilize her time here to a much greater extent. Slowly, a smirk claimed her mouth. "If that's okay with you...I'm so game." There was just a hint of seduction in her soft voice as she spoke.
She barely heard the words that followed, having just about lost all sense of any rational neural process the second her hands made contact with that firm flesh of his stomach.She did register the growl that escaped him before his lips met hers, and it made her tremble as her need grew staggeringly urgent. Her tongue flicked to meet his, dancing over it slowly and sensually. Those strong arms had her pulled tight against him as his hand began to travel the smooth flesh of her back. She whimpered against his lips, and even she could hear the need in her voice. Her hands dropped slightly lower...hell, dangerously lower. She didn't want him to stop...didn't want him to pull back. She thought she'd surely burn right up as she stood if he did!
"Seth...please.." Yep, that was about all she was capable of voicing at this point. She was beyond the point of control. She'd never needed someone this bad in her entire life...didn't know that kind of urgency existed beyond the need to breath! She'd have him anywhere...his bed, the kitchen, the couch...hell, the very entryway they were standing in, if that's what it took. All that mattered was that she had him...and soon!
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Teach me to number my days
And count every moment
Before it slips away
Take in all the colors
Before they fade to grey
I don't want to miss
Even just a second
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