From the Author
With each determined step, I made my way over to the man that was beginning to steal my heart ... again. Fear and desire coincided within me, but I couldn't stop. I knew I shouldn't let him in, but I couldn't deny the way my heart was beating for this man. It was as if all of my desires, all of the pent up emotions and feelings in my body had me desperate for this man's touch, Galen's touch. The man I fell in love with years ago. His eyes grew wider the closer I got, but I knew I wasn't going to back down. I needed to feel him in every way possible, and I needed it then. In one swift move I crushed my lips to his and wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him tight. His arms engulfed me, protecting me in his embrace, but also unsure of what to do.
"What are you doing?" he groaned, breaking away from the kiss. "I thought you wanted to take things slow."
A fire so hot burned behind those pale blue eyes of his, and I knew taking things slow wasn't going to happen. "I don't think I can," I breathed against his lips.
"Please don't say that. I don't think I can control myself if you let me in. I've wanted you from the moment I saw you, and it's already hard enough to keep my distance."
"I don't want you to keep your distance." I sighed. "I need you, Galen, and I need you now." Those words were all it took for the fire to consume him, to consume us both.