Page 205 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

“You’re only saying that because it’s dark.” Megyn tried to duck her head.

I caught her face in my hands and kept her from looking down or away. I brought my face very close to hers and whispered to her, “We’re standing right in the headlights. It isn’t dark.”

At that moment, the headlights went out.

Shadows dropped down around us, draping across Megyn’s face like inky cobwebs. “Now it is,” she said. I could just barely make out her lips moving, the slope of the bridge of her sweet nose.

“Still beautiful,” I said. “I can picture you in my mind.”

She clutched my shoulders and gave me a little squeeze. “I guess it’s all in the eye of the beholder.”

“Didn’t the Magic Mirror say Cinderella is the fairest of them all?”

“That was Snow White.”

“Wasn’t she like 14?”

Megyn laughed. “I mean, back when people died in their 30s, 14 was probably like in her prime. Kind of like you.”

I smiled at her. “Am I the fairest of them all, then?”

Megyn pulled in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “If you aren’t, then I don’t know who is.”

I ran my fingers over her cheek, into her warm hair. Her lips parted and she looked at me with her eyes all deep and liquid in the dark. I knew I was going to kiss her, then. She was too beautiful. I needed to feel her mouth beneath mine, have her soft breasts pressing on my chest. I needed her to be joined with me, in some way, rightnow.

I brought my face closer to hers.

Megyn closed her eyes, her lips pursing slightly, seeming to seek mine.

A sudden, sharp wind blew, cold and wet in that way that sinks straight into your bones. Scattered droplets of rain spattered against Megyn’s cheek, splashed into my eye. I sputtered and leaned away, shaking my head.

Megyn looked up at the sky. Clouds whipped over the moon, breaking the mellow shine into pieces. “I forgot that it’s supposed to rain.”

As if waiting for her cue, another wind gusted, carrying more freezing rain.

“My dress!” she said, half-laughing.

“Into the car!” I cried.

We ducked into the car and ended up with our faces meeting in the middle, over the center console. I paused with my hand clenched tight around my key, wavering a mere inch from the ignition.

“Hi,” I breathed.

Megyn dipped her face. I reached and tipped her chin back up, sliding deeper into my seat until our noses brushed together.

“Carter?” she whispered.

“Yes, Megyn?”

“Out there. Were we going to kiss?”

I admitted, “I was planning on it.”

“Can we… still?”

“Do you want to?”

I felt the muscles in her neck tense as she swallowed hard. She tipped her head forward. Rather than try to hide this time, she brought her lips to mine.

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