Chapter 8

“I really think we should get back to the party now, Kaleb”

Kaleb watched her for a second before he stood up. He wanted to kiss her again, but he didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable… Or worse, scared. He wasn’t a caveman and he’d never take a woman who wasn’t willing. So he stood up and faced her.

“I’m sorry” he said, “I shouldn’t have done that, and you’re right. We should go back to the party”

Sasha almost winced. Sorry? She didn’t want him to be sorry because she’d love that kiss. She just thought that stopping was the right thing to do, but she masked her feelings quickly and stood up straight.

“Yeah, we should go,” she agreed.

They left and walked in silence, but the kiss refused to leave Sasha’s lips. Amatory blushes kept flushing on her cheeks at the mere remembrance of Kaleb’s mouth taking charge of destroying her any possible resolution to keep herself sexually uninvolved as she’d been for the past few years.

Oh no, this wasn’t he