Page 11 of A Love So Wrong
"It was…" she paused, and Gideon felt his very soul hang on the edge of her words. "Disappointing,” she said finally. "I thought it would be different." And this time, she did look up at him, her eyes seeking his out, holding him firmly in her searching gaze. "Tell me, how should it feel?" she asked in a voice so small, so naïve that Gideon felt the mortal wound he had been dealt begin to heal.
Reaching for her, he ignored the seemingly ever-present thoughts of censure. He allowed his fingers to enjoy the softness of her upper arms as he pulled her into his chest. Breathing deeply, he simply enjoyed the feel of her cuddling close as he breathed in the clean scent of her hair.
"A kiss from someone you like…someone you love, should never feel disappointing," he spoke, and he could feel the depth of his own voice vibrate through her as she wound her arms around his waist. "A kiss should feel consuming, like being swallowed by fire and wanting more."
Jade said nothing. He could feel her flinch at the words before relaxing again against him as if she had something to say but thought against it. They stayed like that, wrapped in each other's arms for a few more moments before he kissed the top of her head. Letting go, he stood up from her bed.
Cupping the side of her face, Gideon looked down at her. The shadowy darkness of the room settled softly on her skin, inviting him to simply follow his desire and lay down with her in the bed, holding her as she slept. "Do me a favor," he whispered. "Don't go out with anyone else unless you really like them. No more dates out of curiosity please, I don't think my heart can take it."
An unnamed glimmer passed through her eyes as she covered his hands, framing her face with her own. "Will you make the same promise to me?"
Gideon let his thumbs rub against her temples as he gave her a knowing look. "I can easily make that promise," he said with a grin. "I won't go out with another girl unless I really, really like her," he proclaimed. "Deal?"
Jade nodded, and he didn't miss the hopeful look on her face. Leaning down, he placed another kiss, this time on her forehead, and turned around quickly. He could feel the years of carefully built control fading fast at the sight of her tucked within her messy sheets, looking up to him with soft sleepy eyes. Climbing out of the window, he made his way back to his room, his heart lighter than it was when he arrived, and his mind filled with stolen images to aid his dreams.
