Reflections of the Past

“Are you hungry?” he asked in a low, husky voice.

“I…I don’t know…” Food was the furthest thing from her mind at that moment. She was scared, exhilarated, and confused all at the same time.

“I am,” he said. His eyes darkened until the emerald green irises were barely evident.

Somehow she knew that they weren’t talking about food any more. She could feel him throbbing against her belly and although she wanted to reach down and touch him, she was afraid. Instead she concentrated on the way his muscles flexed beneath the surface of his skin as he held her afloat.

His mouth moved towards hers inexorably and she gripped him tightly as he finally kissed her. Unable to suppress a shiver of anticipation that racked her slim body, her lips parted to allow his questing tongue access to her mouth.

Although they had kissed before, many times, Ned had always pulled away when things grew heated. Eloise knew that he respected her and she loved him for his patience, but this time it felt different and despite her nervousness, she was not all that certain she wanted him to stop.

After tomorrow they might never see each other again and if these were to be their last few hours together, then at least she would have something to remember him by.

Something special…