Page 11 of Through My Window
“Are you afraid? Or was being straightforward and brave just an act?”
I narrow my eyes. “No, it just seems like an excessively high price to me.”
He shrugs. “Then enjoy your walk in the dark alone.”
He turns to sit down again, but I can see him look at me out of the corner of his eye. I know it’s to make sure I don’t leave alone, even if I don’t give him the kiss, but who am I kidding? I want that kiss too; every part of me is on fire just imagining it.
“Wait,” I say, keeping true to my new extroverted attitude. “Okay.”
Ares turns to me again. “Really?”
“Yes!” My heart is going to collapse at any moment. “C-can we go now?”
Ares draws in his bottom lip seductively. “I need my incentive to start walking.”
“I said I would pay the price.”
His face is only inches away from mine. “Do I have your word?”
“Yes.”
“Let’s see if that’s true.”
“What?” A gasp escapes my lips as he leans down and buries his face into my neck, his hair brushing my cheek. “Ares, what are you . . . ?” My voice fails me, everything fails me.
His hot breath caresses my skin, awakening my senses and, instinctively, I move closer to him.
“Raquel,” he says my name in my ear, sending delicious shivers all over my body.
I can’t believe this is happening. I have Ares pressed against me, his warm breath on my neck, and his hand on my waist.Am I dreaming?
“You’re not dreaming.”
Oh shit! I said it out loud.
I feel flustered; however, the moment Ares’s lips meet the skin of my neck, I forget everything. He leaves wet kisses along my skin, up until he reaches my earlobe, which he lightly sucks. My legs get weak, and if it weren’t for Ares holding me firmly in place, I would be on the ground by now. What is he doing to me?
While I stand there trembling, little spasms of pleasure cross my body and make my breath hitch. A pressure blooms in my lower belly, and I can’t believe how much havoc he’s causing just by kissing my neck. His breathing quickens, and I realize I’m not the only one affected by this. When he finishes his attack on my neck, he proceeds to kiss the side of my face, moving across my cheek, until he presses his lips to the corner of mine. I open my mouth in anticipation, waiting for contact, waiting for his kiss, but it never comes.
Ares breaks away and gives me a smirk. “Let’s go.”
I gasp.Are you going to leave me like this?I want to ask him, but I stop myself before the plea leaves my lips. Ares picks up his umbrella and starts walking, apparently unaffected by what just happened. Regaining control of my body, I reluctantly follow him.
I know tonight was just the beginning of something. I don’t know if I can handle it, but I’m going to at least try.
FIVE
The Best Friend
The walk back isn’t as uncomfortable as I expected, but I’m nervous and my hands are shaking. Part of me still can’t believe I’m walking next to Ares. I stay a step behind him so I don’t have to be opposite that cute face of his. However, my curious eyes travel down his defined arms and legs. Playing soccer suits him. He has an athletic body that makes him look strong. I continue to gawk at him until he catches me, and I look away.
Ares glances over his shoulder at me with a mischievous, knowing grin that takes my breath away. Why does he have to be so fucking attractive?
Grumbling, I focus on the street to one side of us. Ares plays on his phone the rest of the way. As we reach my front door, the atmosphere gets a little awkward. He stops next to me and runs his hand through his hair. “You’ve arrived at your cave, Witch.”
“Stop calling me that.”
“Comb your hair more often, and I will.”
