“I’d wish to kiss you.”

On the suggestion, Emma’s eyes widened and people tender pink lips parted.

“That could possibly be organized.” She sounded barely breathless.

Lastly, lastly, Patrick leaned towards her. He slid one hand round Emma’s waist and introduced the opposite hand to the aspect of her cheek. Then he bent his lips in the direction of hers, as slowly as he might bear, as he drew out the second. The stress between them skyrocketed as their lips grew nearer and nearer.

Then their lips touched. Heat flooded Patrick, spreading from every level of contact with Emma. Kissing her felt extra vital than the rest, even respiration. He simply needed to be close to her. It felt like the entire world slowed as they kissed, softly and tenderly.

Patrick stored the primary kiss brief and lightweight earlier than he pulled again and met Emma’s eyes. He needed to make sure she was okay with every thing that was taking place. Emma’s cheeks had been flushed and her eyes sparkled.

“That was…” she trailed off, apparently unable to formulate a sentence.

“It was,” Patrick agreed. Then Emma leaned into him and kissed him once more. Need coursed by him, each on the warmth of the kiss and at the truth that Emma had been the one to provoke it. He slid a hand round her decrease again and pulled her nearer. Emma got here willingly. As Patrick deepened the kiss, she parted her lips barely and let loose a tender sound, nearly a sigh.

It was essentially the most compelling sound he had ever heard.

They kissed for what might have been hours or mere minutes. Every time Patrick thought of placing a bit of area between them, he felt himself recoil on the very thought. At first, the kissing appeared to be greater than sufficient for each of them, however after some time, Patrick felt a necessity develop inside him. He needed, no, wanted, Emma in his mattress. Now. If that was what she needed.

“Emma,” he breathed in opposition to her lips. “Ought to we go inside?”

Emma nodded. “Possibly we might go someplace a bit of extra… comfy?”

Patrick felt a wave of need, of urgency. “I might convey you to my mattress.”

“Sure.” Emma’s reply was tender and breathless however so honest that Patrick might have lifted her into his arms and carried her to his mattress. And, the truth is, why shouldn’t he? They each needed this.

Patrick stood, pulled Emma to her toes, then lifted her into his arms. She gave a shocked giggle, however then she wrapped her legs round him they usually had been kissing once more.

The journey to Patrick’s bed room was gradual and meandering, as they stored stopping to kiss in numerous components of the home. Once they lastly reached the bed room, he laid her gently again on the tender sheets. Her darkish curls splayed round her head in a halo as she seemed up at him, these massive brown eyes extensive.

“Are you certain that is okay?” he requested. “Is that this what you need?”

“That is all I would like.” Emma nonetheless sounded a bit of breathless and her cheeks had been nonetheless flushed. Patrick wasn’t about to disclaim her all she needed, not when it was precisely what he wanted himself.

They fell into one another. For a very long time, there was nothing however warmth and tenderness and an intense connection that by some means felt model new.

CHAPTER 13

EMMA

Emma’s first thought on waking up was certainly one of heat and security. She’d by no means felt fairly like this earlier than. She snuggled deeper into the robust arms that had been holding her and pressed her cheek into the broad shoulder that served as her pillow.

Then a touch of confusion broke by the heat. The place was she?

At that thought, every thing got here flooding again. Her magical night with Patrick as they’d eaten pizza and talked by the hearth and kissed and… oh. The night time had been much more magical than the night. Half-remembered pictures of Patrick holding her in his arms and her with a lot affection floated by her thoughts, and her coronary heart swelled with heat.

Till guilt and fear rushed in to exchange the great reminiscences. Emma hadn’t carried out what she had come right here to do. As an alternative, she’d slept with Patrick.

Emma needed to vanish beneath the covers. She needed to wake Patrick and confess every thing. On the very least, she needed to slide out of his house silently and by no means let him know what she had come to do.

None of these choices had been going to work.

She disentangled herself from Patrick’s arms and slipped away from bed. The ground was chilly beneath her naked toes, and he or she shortly gathered her garments from the ground and went into the toilet outdoors the bed room. There, she splashed water on her face and bought dressed. Then she sat on the aspect of the tub and tried to determine what to do.

There have been no good choices. If she confessed every thing to Patrick, he would possibly properly report her to the police — if Aleksander didn’t do it first. And even when he had been keen to show a blind eye, he would by no means wish to be with a lady who had lied to him and labored along with his rival to try to steal his most prized portray.

If she left city, Aleksander would certainly name the police. Emma knew she couldn’t go to jail.

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