Chapter 69. It's Not What You Think

Lorraine

He hesitated, his breathing ragged as his eyes narrowed towards my parted lips. Slowly, he lowered his head with his eyes closed.

My pulse raced as I anticipated his lips on mine. Nothing mattered right now as I just wanted to do something that would distract me from my pain. I shut my eyes as well, licking my lower lips as I craned my neck to meet him.

Our lips barely touched, then he retracted his neck and whispered. "No."

My eyes fluttered open as I gaped at him in surprise. "Why aren't you kissing me?" I asked, a bit offended at his subtle refusal to do what I wanted.

"Because you don't really want it." He replied in a clipped tone.

Anger shot through me as I glared at him. "And what makes you think that you know what I want? I want you and your eyes are blazing with need for me. You can't hide it, Bumpy, so let's just enjoy this short moment and be done with it." I flared, frustrated at the calm manner at which he stared at me.