Prologue

We stand stiffly, a pulsating energy growing between us as the air thickens and I find it harder to breathe the longer he’s this close.

“How can I want to kiss someone so badly that a few hours ago I never even knew? I have a girlfriend. Did, have one. My heads a mess.” He looks instantly distraught and squeezes my hand in his a little forcefully before reluctantly releasing me and stepping back. “This is … insane. I don’t know you …. How can we…?”

“We’re supposed to want to, you know… mate.” I blush as I say it and look away again, overwhelmed with sudden shyness. Uneasy with this admission, he wants to kiss me, while I’m all kinds of flustered, hot, tingly, and itching to slide my hands over that strong wide chest and…… Oh god, stop. I pull the neckline of my T shirt to release the heat coming off in droves from me and fan my face to push these insane urges and mental images of him naked, out of my head. I want him to kiss me so badly, I can almost taste it.His sudden sweep into me, his fingers yanking my chin up as his lips crash into mine, knock me for six.