I take hold of his face and kiss him on the lips. It's better than I ever could have imagined.
A little voice in the back of my head wishes I'd taken the time to wash my teeth before coming down to make some coffee. But Drew doesn't seem to mind. His tongue pushes past my teeth and sweeps inside my mouth. I let out a deep sigh as his hand cups my breasts and his thumb rubs little circles over my nipples.
Then, as quickly as it all began, Drew freezes.
I moan and grind against him, unable to control my desire. "What's wrong?" I say. "Why have you stopped?"
"Shhh." He puts his finger on my lips, and when I look into his eyes I realize there must be something serious going on. "You remember where I told you to hide in case something bad happens?" he whispers.
I nod. "Yeah. In the basement."
"Good. Now, I want you to go get your sister and hide until I tell you to come out."
"No," I say, "I'm not hiding. If something bad's going to happen, and it's my fault, then I want to face it myself. I'm sick and tired of running and hiding and being scared."
He kisses me softly on the lips. "Please, Emilia," he says, "just do as I say. We don't have much time. There are two men in the yard creeping through the bushes, and there's probably more out the front of the house. I can take care of them. But I can't do it if I'm worrying about you the whole time. You understand?"
The thought that he'd be worrying about me almost overpowers the fear I feel at knowing there are men outside who want to kill me and my sister.
"They're here?" I say. "Now?"
He nods his head slowly, lowering his mouth until it's almost touching my ear. "But I don't think they know I've spotted them. I want you to act as naturally as possible, okay? Like nothing out of the ordinary is happening. Can you do that?"
I look into his eyes. I should be freaking out, but instead, I feel sorry for the men outside. They don't know what they're getting themselves into. Drew is so strong, so powerful. They don't stand a chance.
I pull his head down and kiss him passionately. "We'll continue this later," I say.
He slaps my butt as I walk towards the door. "Yes," he growls. "We will."