Page 6 of Deadly Intentions

His fingers trailed sparks of electricity down my side as he moved his palm between my legs. He flicked the swollen nub, causing me to tense with the sensation of my impending orgasm. Through hooded eyelids, I watched as he pushed his pants down and sheathed himself in a condom. He moved between my legs and paused.

"Last chance to change your mind." He bit his lip, giving me an out.

A moment of panic struck me hard, and I blinked. What was I doing? I barely knew this man, and I'd brought him home. Alex must have seen the indecision in my eyes because he rolled off me and propped himself on his side.

“You ok?” He pressed his hand to my shoulder.

“Yeah.” I forced the lie out. "I'm sorry I ruined the moment. It's just—" I licked my lips and sighed. "You're the first man I've done this with and I kind of freaked out."

"Wait. You're a virgin?" Alex's eyes widened as he held my gaze in his.

"I mean, I've never brought home a man for a fling like this. I've only been with one other guy and the breakup wasn't easy. I'm sorry about this." I covered my face with my arm and turned away from him in embarrassment.

"Hey." Alex tugged my elbow, uncovering my eyes. "Don't. I'm not mad. I want you, Trina. I won't lie about that. But if you're not ready, then I'll wait. I didn’t want this to be a one-night stand, anyway."

"Really?" I blinked back the shame of my actions.

"Yes. But if you'll excuse me, I need to borrow your bathroom and take care of this." He waved his hand down toward his erect penis still covered in the barrier. "If you don't mind, I'm going to hop in the shower—a cold one."

"Sure." I nodded. "Of course."

As soon as the door closed, I sat up and pulled the sheet around my body. I listened as the shower kicked on and grimaced. I was acting like a child about this, but for some reason, the thought of sleeping with him made my heart race. I wiped away the wetness gathering in my eyes, unwilling to let my emotions get the better of me. Alex stepped out and froze. He held my gaze in his and narrowed his eyes.

“You sure you’re ok?”

“I think you should go.” The words were out before I could stop them. On the verge of a meltdown, I blinked, fighting back the tears.

The last thing I needed was for him to feel bad about what happened. It wasn’t as though I hadn’t enjoyed it, because I had. But he was a fucking cop, and I couldn’t let him get close. This couldn’t go anywhere, and I knew it. I also knew the reason for my panic was the one thing I couldn’t have—and that made it worse.

“Did I do something wrong?”

“No.” I shook my head.

“Because if I pressured you, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect this—but it doesn’t change the fact that I enjoyed tonight. A lot.” He sat down on the bed and pressed his hand to my knee. “Talk to me, Trina.”

“It’s fine. Really. I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to, but this—" I waved between us and sighed. “—can’t happen.”

“Why not? Are you married or something?”

I laughed. “Definitely not. But I moved here for a fresh start and a relationship isn’t something I want right now.”

“I see.” He stood and grabbed his pants. “I like you—but I get it. It doesn't change the fact I’d like to get to know you, Trina.”

“You would?” I blinked.

“Yes. Maybe we could go on an actual date.”

“I told you I don’t want a relationship. I can’t.”

“I don’t understand.” He slipped his shirt on and shoved his feet into his shoes.

“Please. Just go, Alex. This was a mistake. I’m sorry if I led you on. And I swear—this isn’t something I normally do. I need some time to figure things out. I’m not looking for a relationship, but I wasn’t expecting this attraction.”

“Then let me take you on a proper date. Start over.”

“I don’t know.” I bit my lip, torn.

“Just one date. It’s not complicated, Trina.”

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