Page 83 of My Lucky Star
He closed the distance between us and placed his lips on mine, giving me a long, deliberate kiss. Heat rushed through me, sending more blood to where half of it was still residing, making me throb. What was he doing to me?
Finally, he released my mouth, like blowing out a candle, leaving me a puddle of liquid stearin. “Tell me we have something real. That it’s not all in my head, Aria.” The demand in his voice, the sheer will it carried, was almost enough to bend reality. Almost.
Had I continued standing right there, within the atmosphere of warmth and faith that radiated from him like hot shower steam, I would have told him anything. I would have said anything to stay.
But reality had a way of pounding through.
“It’s been forty minutes! The driver’s waiting!” Emir’s booming voice effortlessly cut through two doors. Even his door-knocking sounded fist-based.
“He sounds pissed off,” I whispered.
Cem shrugged. “When does he not?”
“What if he finds out about us?”
“What is there to find out?” Cem shot me a demanding look, which quickly turned into a pout.
“I don’t know.” I hugged the towel tighter around myself. I’d already fallen for him, hard, but how could I tell him when I couldn’t see a future. I couldn’t imagine a reality where the two of us ever shared a life, a home, or even a country. I could fall for him all I wanted, but it didn’t magically change reality.
“I’ve never wanted anyone like this, Cem. I can’t resist you but you know, as well as I do, that we can’t... build on this.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m here to do a job, and I still intend to do it. I won’t let you throw away your career.”
“I don’t care—”
“Yes, you do!” I stared him down, flames in my belly. “I’ve never had a chance like the one you have. If you throw this away, I’ll be mad at you forever.”
“Forever, huh?”
“Yep.” I huffed.
“You’d give me forever?” His mouth curved into an adorable smirk.
“Get ready!” I ordered, rushing into the bedroom.
My heart would shatter into a million pieces, but I wouldn’t let him fail. Not because of me.
Cem followed me, still distractingly naked. “I’ll get ready, but we’re not going with Emir’s stupid plan. We’re going with mine.”
