Authors: Ruth Warburton
‘OK,’ I said, my voice shaking with exhaustion. ‘OK, I—’
His hand closed on my shoulder, the other gripped my hair, and he kissed me.
For a minute I couldn’t think – I just stood, shattered, all my defences down, and let him. All I could think about was the soft heat of his mouth, the hard strength of his body, the harshness of his unshaven skin against mine. For a long, long minute I did nothing, just stood and trembled as he kissed me.
It was only when I felt his hand slip beneath my shirt that clarity broke through. A vicious blast of magic shook the barn. His body was flung backwards, crashing against the opposite wall with a terrible cracking sound.
And then there was silence.
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