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“I’m sorry, I just don’t want to jeopardize our work relationship” He looks away, his gaze focused on the garden instead of me, and suddenly, I feel the need to be alone
“I’o to bed,” I tell him as I push off the bench and make my way to the door I can’t allow him to see how disappointed I aht, Julian” I don’t wait for hilass in the sink andagainst the door Looking up at the ceiling, I focus aze on the patterns in the white paint and wonder just how I got to this place
Yes, I enjoyed tonight’s event, but what I loved more was the feel of his warm lips on mine I shiver when I recall how his hands felt onme from the inside out And I know I’ll never be able to be near hi of crockery in the kitchen Groaning, I reach for my cell phone and check the ti What the hell is Julian doing? There is no way he’s awake andbreakfast I decide to coverfro shatter and a curse word floating toward me, I’m up and on my feet in seconds
When I reach the kitchen, I’ a pair of gray sweatpants splattered with color They hang so low on his hips I can see the V pointing into the waistband as well as a dark line of hair disappearing from view
He’s shirtless, and the sight of his sculpted torso hasup a storh his hair Tanned skin, dips and peaks, and a delicious set of shoulders havein a daze toward him, and that’s when I spit out my own, “Fuck”
Blood drips from my foot the moment I lift it, and I realize I’ve stepped on a piece of broken glass
“Shit,” Julian curses oncetowardarms, and I can’t deny, besides the pain, desire swirls low in , but he’s not looking at me
He sets me on a kitchen stool and drops to his knees before h as he works the shard free and presses the tea towel to the cut
The way he works onthe pain shooting through ed it, he setsdown and rises We’re so close I can feel the heat of his skin onup
Tipping aze I want to say so, to tell hiht now, but I can’t form the words
He reaches for er, which forcesmesmerized by him
“Are you okay? I’lass slipped out of my hand”
“I a it up,” I tell hirins as well There’s that stupid smile The one that makes me want to kiss him
“Good This is why I don’t cook I was trying toTension hangs heavily between us The need coursing through me steals my breath when Julian leans in, but he doesn’t kiss me
“Thank you” My mumbled words form more heat between us, and I feel dizzy fro with the smell of his skin so close to mine I want to reach out and touch him, to feel his mouth on mine But I wait for him to make the first move
His lips inches froently over my mouth to the corner where he finally presses a quick kiss before he steps back, releasing meChapter 16JulianI pulled back, and the expression on her face shows it may not be the best idea I’ve had “I’m sorry,” I tell her I’ve never been so unsure around a woht stands, but I’ve always been confident Nea does so I can’t explain She , free of responsibilities