me. You have to know that… I have strong feelings for you.”
He then placed one of his arms around me and brought me close to him. I bit my bottom lip trying to contain my joy, but that was impossible: I had never felt so alive and happy. And I wanted him to see how OK I was with this.
He looked into my eyes with an expression of relief and smiled.
“What were you thinking, inviting Mr Kemp for dinner tonight?” he said, looking at me directly.
“Oh that… um… trying to call a truce,” I answered.
“You cannot be left alone with him. He has no intentions of befriending you.”
“You are so beautiful,” he then said shyly. He looked down at me. “You know I have been dreaming of you for as long as I can remember, waiting patiently for you to be here. Now you’re in arm’s reach and I am struggling to resist you.”
“Why are you trying to resist me,” I asked confused.
“It is complicated.”
I didn’t understand what he was trying to say. Just him standing close to me was almost too much to handle. I wish he would just kiss me.
So many things were running through my mind, I didn’t know what to say or do. My heart felt like I had been in love with him all my life, but I know that it’s just been days. I didn’t want to ruin anything but I wanted him so much.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“About today… I was thinking about you just before it happened you know, and I screamed your name out several times. But the more I did, the louder the other voice inside my head became. I just wanted you there…” I said, not believing I just told him that.
James’s smile disappeared and his face became sombre.
“James… What is it? Did I say something to upset you? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to,” I was embarrassed now with what I had just admitted.
There was silence.
Suddenly there was chatter outside my door.
James immediately became rigid and quiet. He turned his head towards his door in a defensive manner while his hands were still holding on to me. I was on a rush, and the thrill was too hard to contain, knowing that James will not resist for fear of being heard, I grabbed onto his shirt with both hands and pulled his chest back towards me. I leapt towards his lips, closed my eyes, and kissed him… hoping he would kiss me back.
And he did, with more passion and intensity than I could have ever hoped. His touch was honest and tender. I was now completely his.
He grabbed my blazer from my neck and slid it off me. I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. He pushed me backwards until my back was against the wall. One of his hands was on the wall to support his body, the other was on my back, under my blouse, touching and caressing my skin – his touch gave me a shiver. I threw both my hands around his neck loosely, before letting them fall down to his chest. I started to unbutton his shirt. When I got to the last button, I opened his shirt wide, placing both my hands back on his skin and slowly making my way up his chest. His body was incredible and his smell was so alluring. He started kissing and caressing my neck, before suddenly stopping and stepping away. He began to shake his head from side to side.
“I don’t think this is a good idea right now,” he announced breathlessly.
“Tell me again – you said when you called out to me the pain got worse?”
“What?” I didn’t understand why he was thinking about that right now.
“Please… I need to know…”
“Well… yes! But that was purely coincidental.”
James took a step back and started to button up his shirt.
“Tell me, am I going crazy or is there something else going on?”
“You’re not crazy. What’s crazy is me allowing you to be going through this!”
“Go through what James? Today had nothing to do with you.”
“Catherine, I’m sorry, I have to go.”
“It is not what I want to do, I just have to. I need to figure this out. I need to speak to…” James stopped
He then placed one of his arms around me and brought me close to him. I bit my bottom lip trying to contain my joy, but that was impossible: I had never felt so alive and happy. And I wanted him to see how OK I was with this.
He looked into my eyes with an expression of relief and smiled.
“What were you thinking, inviting Mr Kemp for dinner tonight?” he said, looking at me directly.
“Oh that… um… trying to call a truce,” I answered.
“You cannot be left alone with him. He has no intentions of befriending you.”
“You are so beautiful,” he then said shyly. He looked down at me. “You know I have been dreaming of you for as long as I can remember, waiting patiently for you to be here. Now you’re in arm’s reach and I am struggling to resist you.”
“Why are you trying to resist me,” I asked confused.
“It is complicated.”
I didn’t understand what he was trying to say. Just him standing close to me was almost too much to handle. I wish he would just kiss me.
So many things were running through my mind, I didn’t know what to say or do. My heart felt like I had been in love with him all my life, but I know that it’s just been days. I didn’t want to ruin anything but I wanted him so much.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
“About today… I was thinking about you just before it happened you know, and I screamed your name out several times. But the more I did, the louder the other voice inside my head became. I just wanted you there…” I said, not believing I just told him that.
James’s smile disappeared and his face became sombre.
“James… What is it? Did I say something to upset you? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to,” I was embarrassed now with what I had just admitted.
There was silence.
Suddenly there was chatter outside my door.
James immediately became rigid and quiet. He turned his head towards his door in a defensive manner while his hands were still holding on to me. I was on a rush, and the thrill was too hard to contain, knowing that James will not resist for fear of being heard, I grabbed onto his shirt with both hands and pulled his chest back towards me. I leapt towards his lips, closed my eyes, and kissed him… hoping he would kiss me back.
And he did, with more passion and intensity than I could have ever hoped. His touch was honest and tender. I was now completely his.
He grabbed my blazer from my neck and slid it off me. I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. He pushed me backwards until my back was against the wall. One of his hands was on the wall to support his body, the other was on my back, under my blouse, touching and caressing my skin – his touch gave me a shiver. I threw both my hands around his neck loosely, before letting them fall down to his chest. I started to unbutton his shirt. When I got to the last button, I opened his shirt wide, placing both my hands back on his skin and slowly making my way up his chest. His body was incredible and his smell was so alluring. He started kissing and caressing my neck, before suddenly stopping and stepping away. He began to shake his head from side to side.
“I don’t think this is a good idea right now,” he announced breathlessly.
“Tell me again – you said when you called out to me the pain got worse?”
“What?” I didn’t understand why he was thinking about that right now.
“Please… I need to know…”
“Well… yes! But that was purely coincidental.”
James took a step back and started to button up his shirt.
“Tell me, am I going crazy or is there something else going on?”
“You’re not crazy. What’s crazy is me allowing you to be going through this!”
“Go through what James? Today had nothing to do with you.”
“Catherine, I’m sorry, I have to go.”
“It is not what I want to do, I just have to. I need to figure this out. I need to speak to…” James stopped
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