Losing Emma (Divisa 0.5)

Travis’s number rang once before her heart pranced in her chest. “Emma,” he answered in a sexy concerned way.

“Hey,” she responded, feeling kind of lame now that she had him on the phone. What did she plan on saying? Just blurt out I love you. That wasn’t actually her style. Not to mention she didn’t want to scare him off.

After a pause he asked, “Is everything okay?”

She let out a breath. “Yeah, I just wanted to hear your voice,” she admitting, feeling a tad exposed.

He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her, especially since the whole hellhound and hunter incident. Chase had shown up later than expected only to find out there had been a hunter as well. So when Emma’s number had shown up, he was barreled with relief. “I’m glad you called.”

She could hear the smile in his voice. “You are?”

Lying in his dark bedroom, he propped an arm under his head and stared at the ceiling, visualizing Em’s face. “Absolutely. I miss you.”

Her heart stopped. “Me too. This is crazy.”

“You’re telling me.”

“I mean I just saw you not even an hour ago, and I already can’t wait to see you again. It’s all I can think about.”

“I wish I could see you,” his voice was seductive.

She was tempted to sneak him into her room. So tempted. He would probably have no problem getting up through her window. Not after what she saw him do today. Biting her lip she contemplated the idea.

Travis held his breath waiting for her answer. He had only been half teasing, a part of him wanted seriously to dash over there, scale the wall to her bedroom, and just hold her.

Throwing caution to the wind, Emma followed her heart. “How fast can you be here?” Had that just come out of her mouth? If her parents found out she would be grounded for life. Forever. She could kiss the chance of actually dating in high school good-bye.

Travis let out a gush of air.

His brain actually shut off for a moment before he recovered from the shock of her words. “Are you sure? I don’t want to get you in any kind of troubl–”

“Yes I’m sure,” she cut him off laughing. “Now get over here before I change my mind.” She laughed harder when she heard the click on the other end.

Feeling wickedly good, she got out of bed to open the window and then went to lock the door. Giddiness bubbled up inside her, and a thrill tingled down her spine. Secretly she wondered if she knew this was what she had wanted when she had called him. She should have been sleeping after the ordeal she had gone through today, but something told her that being with Travis was more therapeutic than sleep.

Turning around, a tiny gasped escaped and her hand whipped to her mouth, stifling a scream. Travis stood leaning on the wall next to the windblown curtains flashing his dimples and look dangerously sexy. She dropped her hand to pounding heart, trying to steady the irregular beats. Tiny flecks of gold lit in his eyes. “You scared me to death,” she whispered.

His grin only widened.

She knew he was fast but this was insane. Nerves began to spread in her belly now that she had him here, or maybe it was exhilaration. Watching wide-eyed, he sauntered over to her, his eyes never wavering and told her what was on his mind. Her blood heated, staining her cheeks pink.

When he stopped in front of her, it was close enough for her. She took a step forward brushing their bodies, needing to touch him.

His hand cupped her cheek. “Just one kiss, and I promise to behave,” he spoke softly.

“What if I don’t want to behave,” she said mischievously, her emerald eyes twinkling.

He closed his eyes and groaned. “Em…you are making this very difficult.”

Now it was her turn to smile. “Good.” He was just a breaths length apart, and she could almost taste his sweet heady scent. It went to her head as she closed the distance between them and pressed her lips to his.

Travis sighed once, and then pulled her fully against him. Indulging himself he took the kiss deeper than was probably wise, considering the circumstances. There was no way this was getting out of hand with her parents down the hall.

Well he prayed he had the strength. She was hard to resist.

Tumbling to her bed, the weight of him above her was glorious, his lips even more so. She had no idea that lips alone could make her feel such splendid emotions. Her body was humming and purring under his.

She didn’t want this night to ever end.

Slowly Travis ended the kiss knowing that he was near the point of no return. When he pulled away, he tucked her in his arms. With his presence he brought safety and security, which if you thought about it made no sense. Content, her eyes felt heavy with fatigue. “I should be afraid of you shouldn’t I?” she asked sleepily.

His arms tightened around her like he was scared to let her go. “In theory, yes you probably should be. I have never met anyone like you.”

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