Page 39 of Plunge into Obsession

I didn’t know what this was.

“You left,” I said before I could think better of it.

That wasn’t what I had wanted to say. It just slipped out.

He stilled with me for a beat before swaying against me again. Every hard brush of his body against mine was like being shocked by lightning.

Heat pooled between my legs, and I shifted a little, hoping he couldn’t tell.

“I’m sorry, baby. Did you miss me?”

I didn’t say anything to that. I didn’t know how, or which words to use.

Fuck, but I had missed him.

So much.

And it didn’t help that the last time we saw each other, he had rejected me.

I didn’t know what to make of his actions now.

But I couldn’t think with him so close by.

His scent was fucking me up, and I tried to push him away.

He tightened his hold on me for a fraction of a second before he let me go.

I took a step back and looked up at him.

He watched me with unreadable dark eyes.

I took another step back, then another, and another, before I turned and walked off the dance floor. I looked around for Kaia, but I couldn’t see her anywhere.

I knew she hadn’t left, but a small panic was steadily building through me, thinking what had happened to Lucinda had happened to her.

Fuck.

Tears stung my eyes before they connected with her in a small corner with…

Raphael?

He had her up against the wall, but she didn’t look frightened. If anything, she was looking up at him in defiance, and I didn’t know what he had said to her to put that look in her eyes.

I was about to go to them when two arms wrapped around my waist.

I didn’t fight against them, already recognizing his touch as if it was as familiar and asvitalas my own.

I let him lead me into a darkened hallway. The beat of the music was still loud, but much more bearable than it had been out there. I could feel my heart calming a bit from the quiet.

Gabriel bent down and ran the tip of his nose up and down the side of my face. I resisted the urge to let my eyes flutter shut and give in to him.

I took hold of his black dress shirt, feeling how his muscles bunched from my touch.

“Gabriel…”

I didn’t know if I’d said it in protest or not.

“I’m sorry I left without a word that night,mi cariño. I was trying to work out some shit.”

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