Page 66 of Rogue's Path
His lips crash into mine. Gone are the sweet and gentle, almost teasing kisses from before. This hard, all-consuming kiss is enough to make a woman beg for it never to stop.
For me to lose my mind and soul for a fleeting moment of passion makes all the sense in the world.
The joy evaporates as fast as it began.
“I’m sorry.”
What did he say?
“Peaches, open your eyes and look at me when I apologize.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.” I open my eyes and glare at him.
“I’m sorry.” He takes a hand from where it’s stuck in my hair and caresses my cheek.
It’s so not working. A kiss and an apology aren’t enough.
Maybe two kisses will work. I pull his head back down and plant my lips on his. Two kisses might be enough.
Rogue eases our lips apart, and I want to yank his head back to mine. Wow, I’ve become violent. Addiction is scary.
“When I saw you touching Bear, I lost my mind. It wasn’t right.”
It wasn’t. And if we had been dating, I would have been mad at him for not trusting me. But right now, all it means is whatever this is, he’s deep in. “Why did you ghost me?”
“I didn’t. My brother’s son died, and I needed to help take care of some things.”
Oh.
“But I shouldn’t have left you waiting like that. I could have sent someone to tell you I was busy. Or taken the hour to do it myself.”
That would have been good. Not that I can actually say those words with Rogue’s hands in my hair again. His fingers seem to be rubbing little circles on my scalp, giving me a better massage than I ever get at the hair salon.
This man doesn’t play fair at all.
“We need to start communicating.”
Those kisses said everything.
“I’m busy this weekend with the funeral and everything. Monday, you and I are going to sit down at the Ivy Café and get to know each other.”
We are?
“During that time, you’re going to tell me your name, so be prepared.”
“I am?”
He leans down and kisses the tip of my nose. “Yes, you are. Then, at the end, I’m going to ask you out on a date.”
“You are?” Little circles of pleasure keep making my brain into mush.
“I am. And you’re going to say yes, because whatever this is, it’s not ending anytime soon.”
Rogue could talk me into anything if he keeps this up.
His phone chimes.
Don’t answer it.
