Chapter 38

Malia's eyes drifted shut as she leaned into the kiss. His hands grabbed both sides of her face, tilting her head for him. Malia gripped the sleeves of his shirt helplessly. 

Her head was swimming. She wasn't thinking straight. 

All she could think, all she could feel were his lips on hers, kissing her with unbridled passion. She moved one of her hands to his chest, and it was like a spell was broken.

He pulled away and stared at her with wide eyes. "Malia... I'm..."

Malia held his arm, but he brushed her off. 

"That was...I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have done that..."

Malia got to her feet. Her knees felt weak and she leaned on the closest wall for support.

"I'll be...I'm going back to the hotel." She said, her voice tight.

"Malia, you can't leave now. It's late and...."

"Please."

She heard him sigh. She couldn't bring herself to even look at him. She kept her eyes on the door, perhaps she was feeling too embarrassed