As soon as the taxi comes to a stop I rush out of the taxi and jump into the gate. Hunter barks and of course I jump because I seem to forget that he exists as long as I don’t set my eyes on him. When I try to slide the glass door open, the thing doesn’t even barge. I groan. I hate this door.
And just like de-ja-vu, Taylor’s hand comes from behind me and he slides the door open. Only this time I don’t turn to look at him. I just want to be as far away from him as possible.
Inside is warm and smell as good as always. I walk around the couch which is by the door. I need to sleep on this and formulate a proper interrogation for him in the morning. Let the shock of today wane a little bit. I am about to reach the entrance to the hall way when his arm hooks around my waist draws me against a strong body. His warm breath fans the crook of my neck. My body betrays me by responding to his touch. I just melt.
Like plastic under smoldering heat. My breath hitches when he plants a soft tingly kiss on my skin and starts to trail kisses along my jaw. I plan to wiggle out of his hold and rush to my room, safe from all this intense feeling he has started in me from inside the taxi but my body turns to melt into his and I meet his lips in a deep passionate kiss.
I shouldn’t be kissing him. I should be getting some answers. What he did was so wrong on so many levels. Why can’t that register through the heady feelings that have clouded my mind. He pushes me against the wall and presses on me. Either he feels the same way or the man has just figured out a way to get to me.
Just as I reach the point of surrender, he pulls away and cradles my cheek with his palm
‘We will talk tomorrow I promise.’ He whispers
I am still coming down to earth. ‘Okay.’ is all I can manage to say
But as I finally mange to get into my room and close the door. I promise myself that when tomorrow comes, I am finding a way to run from Taylor.
I am not confident that I would be able to leave but I must. I just know it.