She was all that mattered.
God could he kiss. Like earth-shattering kiss. She wasn’t even sure they had come up for air. Their lips were fused together, clinging to one another as if they were afraid it would be their last. His hands on her body sent tingles of excitement everywhere. She probably should have been thankful for the interruption, but her hormones had other ideas.
Laughter and squealing bounced off the evening silence, sounding like gunfire as a group of kids made their way toward them in the parking lot. They broke apart quickly, breathing like they had just run a mile. Her cheeks were flushed pink and her eyes a dark forest green. He loved that he had been the one to bring passion into Emma’s face. It looked sexy as hell on her.
He groaned internally at the interruption, but knowing at the same time that it had been a blessing in disguise. The backseat of a car in the school parking lot was not were he had envisioned their first time. She deserved so much more than that.
She deserved the fairytale.
Opening the passenger door for her, he took a long deep breath of the crisp winter air to cool his burning lungs. “I better get you home.” His voice was a slightly gruff.
Once she was inside, he walked slowly to the other side of the car reining in the pulsing demon with every last ounce of strength he had left.
Emma might be the only girl he had ever met who didn’t fear him, but she was also the only girl who made his demon rush to the surface faster than a tidal wave. It was sort of a double edge sword.
The dim lighting of the interior of his car set a sexy vibe. A perfect end to a perfect night. Her body was still humming from his curl-your-toes-kiss. How could she think of anything else except how tempting and wonderful his lips felt? What she wanted was some alone time with Travis, but as they pulled up to her lit house, she knew it wasn’t going to happen.
Killing the engine on the car, she turned and looked at Travis, only to find him close. Kissable close.
She sucked in a breath of anticipation.
“Just one more,” he murmured against her mouth a moment before those edible lips possessed hers a second time tonight.
He didn’t give her a chance to protest, like as if she would have.
It was mind-blowing.
She savored the taste of him before she dived in, losing her head. It should have been criminal to kiss like this.
He told himself he would keep it short and simple. Just one kiss goodnight.
What a joke.
There was nothing simple about kissing Emma. It was next to impossible not to lose control. He couldn’t seem satisfy his insatiable hunger when it came to her.
When he pulled away they were both breathing hard, and he knew eyes were lit like the Las Vegas strip.
She walked through the house and into her room in a daze of pure bliss. Thank goodness her parents appeared to be asleep. She had half expected her dad to be waiting downstairs for her ready to give her the third degree.
Locking herself behind her bedroom door, she wiggled out of her dress, dropping it on the floor. She was too tired to care. Flopping herself down on the comforts of her bed, she let the entire evening reply in her mind. From every word to every touch, it stayed with her as she dozed into dreams.
Chapter 18
They walked through the woods behind her house hand-in-hand. Freshly fallen snow dusted the ground in a blanket of white. His fingers were warm against hers, chasing away the chilly bite in the air. She swore his body temp ran hot. Way hotter than hers, just being beside him, sent a pleasant heat through her veins.
For December the weather was fairly warm. Sure there was snow on the ground, but the way the sun was shining through the puffy clouds it would melt in spots.
“Did you have a good time last night?” he asked.
A smile crossed her lips. “The best.”
“And your parents, they were okay when you got home?”
“Believe it or not, they weren’t even up. The house was dead when I walked in.”
A twig snapped in the near distance behind them. Travis listened, waiting on edge. When nothing else moved, he relaxed.
A huge blunder.
This time the movements he heard where no mistake. They weren’t alone in the woods.
Travis stiffened beside her, and his grip tightened in her hand.
Trouble.
She could feel waves of it rolling off him. And if his eyes glowing like Time Square were any indicator, it wasn’t good. Emma tried to prepare herself for the absolute worst. Overall she had had only one run-in with hell, and it had been mostly a scare. But from the stuff Travis continually pounded into her, she was more than a little freaked out.
She was terrified.
Sneaking a glance over her shoulder, she gasped.
What she had been expecting was a gruesome and disfigured beast of sorts not a group of men dressed from head-to-toe in black.