Second Chance-In the mist Book 1 novel Chapter 64

I stood there, trapped between his hard body and the icy wall, staring into his gorgeous, hypnotic eyes. He wore a sleek black suit; with a grace and masculinity I could only see in him. A pure white shirt emerged from under his jacket. The vivid color of his tie caught my eye and then all the way up to his full lips, trying to resist the cursed temptation to devour them. As if naturally, his magnetism drew me closer and with slightly parted lips, I leaned in even closer, almost kissing him. Anticipating my movement and intent, he gave in to the game I had created. It was so exciting to know and feel all the tension I was feeling. It was mutual. I could feel that. The attraction between us was so obvious, anyone could see it.

It was still hurt that Dominic lied to me, or rather hid the truth from me, but I couldn't say I was that angry with him, because I certainly wasn't seeing the position I was in right now. I was sad that things ended up the way they did, but deep down, I guess I have forgiven him.

It scared me to be part of his world. There were no things in this life that scared me, but being part of his existence made me anxious. 

I would have liked to lie down on all my weapons and let this love grow for him. This fire would consume me until there was nothing left, so I had to do this. I concluded that Dominic Stone, as a man, was easy to love. Our situation was not so easy. So many things were against us, such as my attack, my fiancé's death, his hidden things, and maybe the fact that we have been away from each other for a while, although distance in time wouldn't be a problem for me. I could feel how my love for him, though I was fighting it with everything I had, grew stronger, indestructible as the days went by. It was hard for me when I didn't see him, when he wasn't around. I missed hearing his voice. I missed him.

Now he was inches away from me, invading my personal space, staring at me. God knew what he was thinking at this moment. In fact, I didn't have a doubt I knew exactly what he was thinking. Restless, he was bouncing from one foot to the other, leaving me no space to move. If I did, I'd be touching places that could start a full-blown war. The kind of war Dominic would surely win. A second smile appeared on my lips at that thought.

"You look ravishing, Rebecca!"

The tone of his voice was a low whisper next to my ear. Tingling shivers resurrected my aroused body. I was already arching along his hard torso, but making inhuman efforts to stay focused. I couldn't do it around him, though, because the heat and tension were so great that all I could do was let myself be carried away. But I mumbled something, though.

"What are you doing here?" That's not what I wanted to ask him, but he didn't know I'd already seen him.

"Maybe I should ask you the same thing, Rebecca," he answered back, giving me an inch of room. It was still hard to breathe. God, I didn't understand what was happening to me around this man.

I wanted so much for him to touch me, to kiss me, but something must be stopping him. The fact was, as time went on, the more I wanted him. To no avail, I kept telling myself it wasn't right. 

"Well, I don't think that's any of your business" I became emotionless because that was my only weapon against this desire that was becoming increasingly consuming.

"It's all right, Logan. We were just heading for the party. Dominic, are you coming?" I asked tenderly, hoping to calm him down. "Don't do this here, please," I whispered, so close, shuddering at how delicious his scent was.

With a discreet but charming caress, he answered me. Then he moved away from me, away from Logan, until he was no longer in my sight. 

"What was that all about?"

 "You know very well what it was, Logan. Try not to provoke him too much, okay?" What was going on with this agent? Was it just my imagination, or did Dominic already sense that Logan saw me as more than his superior? No, that was out of the equation. 

It was hard enough knowing Dominic was at the party. Maybe if I could get Declan alone. I had so many questions. And just as I arrived, Declan was at the bar with a glass of whiskey. It was the perfect opportunity.