Some nights change everything. Some mornings change you.
James started the
car and headed north. Heather calculated being in the Continental for
approximately fifteen minutes before he pulled onto a dirt driveway that ended
at the top of a hill.
“Whose house is
this?” she asked, peering at the large cabin-like house.
“I shared it at
one time with my brother, Utah. But now it’s mine.” James turned off the
ignition and took her hand, sending sparks through her core. “Come on, there’s
something I want to show you.”
Squeezing her hand
lightly, James led her through a white gate and around to the front of the
house. The view was utterly breathtaking.
A break in the trees
revealed the splendor of the warm summer night. The sky was clear and the stars
and full moon burned brightly, casting a silvery light on them. From this side
of the house, the bright lights of Nashville glowed below.
“It’s so
beautiful. Almost like you’re sitting on top of the world. You’d never guess
this was in the city.” She listened to the rustling of leaves as a gentle
breeze passed through them. The music of the night played around her. Peaceful.
Quiet. Serene.
James put his arms
around her waist, drawing her closer to him. She gazed into his eyes, feeling
the want and desire burning at their surface. She trembled like a leaf and he
drew her closer, wrapping her in his arms. His musky smell filled her, awakening
every pore.
His hand followed
the curve of her back up to her shoulders. Once his hands found her cheeks, he
paused only a moment before his mouth found hers. The gentle power devoured her
lips. Helpless, she responded to their magic.
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