Page 31 of Wildflower Hearts
Shocked, she froze at hearing the seriousness of his voice. He slowly edged around the table, keeping his eyes on hers.
“Stop right there,” she pointed at him. She debated between staying and bolting for the door. “This has gone too far.”
“What has exactly? I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about.”
Her hand shook, and she lowered it. “I’m dating your brother, and you’re not acting like yourself. The medication is…”
“We don’t have to do anything we haven’t already.”
“Last night was a mistake,” she sputtered, backing up. “I let my concern for you cross a line I shouldn’t. You were dazed, heavily medicated, and had just come out of sleep. You didn’t know what you were doing.”
“That’s bullshit, and you know it.”
“No, it’s not.” She squeaked as he took several steps toward her, and she felt the solid wall come in contact with her backside. “Noah, please…”
“Please, what?” He trapped her there, his left arm rising to cut off her exit, and the corner of the wall boxed her in from the left.He remained inches away, gazing at her with dark, playful eyes. “What is it, Lyla?”
“Don’t.” She felt the whisper slip from her lips. “Don’t do this.”
He reached out to bring his hand up, so his fingers could play with the silky strands of hair that hung around her shoulders. “I heard your voice, and I knew you were waiting for me when I opened my eyes. Elias and Mark don’t understand our connection, but we have it. You know it.” His fingers released her hair, his hand traveling to the side of her face to let his fingers brush her neck. “I know you feel it every time we’re in the room together. Everyone sees it, but you refuse to admit it because of Elias.”
“Elias and I…”
His lips twisted in annoyance. “Tell me, after two months of being with him, have you slept with him? Have you done anything but heavy petting?” Chuckling, he trailed a finger along her jaw. “He kisses you more on the face than anywhere on your body. Admit it.”
“I can’t hurt him,” she whispered. “I won’t.”
“Then end it with him before you do. Elias’s strong; he’ll get over it and move on to the next girl. He always does. Trust me, he’s not in love with you.”
“Why are you saying these things? He’s your brother.”
“This doesn’t change the fact that I love him.” His gaze lowered, and he shifted his attention past her face, his fingers brushing against the top of her low-neck blouse. “It doesn’t change how I feel about you.”
Her breath caught in her throat as she felt him snap loose the top button with a flick of his thumb. She pressed her hands against the wall, afraid any minute she’d slip, the sound of his breathing and the warmth radiating off him making her head spin.
“It doesn’t change how you feel about me.”
“I don’t-”
“You do.” Swiftly, he covered her mouth with his own, drawing them close to where he flattened her comfortably against the wall. Her hands clutched at his black hoodie, and he deepened the kiss. He tilted her head to gain more access to her mouth, tongue sliding against hers, and moaned against her mouth. She gasped as he bit her lower lip. He pressed his hips into hers, releasing her to shove his hands under her shirt, and his hands cupped her breasts through the lacy texture of her bra.
Breathing hard, Noah tore his mouth free from hers. He stared down at her, lust swirling in his dark gaze. “Let’s go upstairs to my room.”
“Noah, we-”
“Quit fighting me on this.”
“No.” The rejection tore from her lips, and she shoved him, hands shaking while she straightened her clothing. She was mortified at the tears already streaming down her face. “I need to get out of here.”
“And go where?”
“I don’t know but I need to get away from you.” She started for the door, but he grabbed her arm, swinging her back to face him.
“You’re not walking away from me.”
“Let go of me, Noah!”
“What the fuck is going on here?”
