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Post by Emma Lawrence on May 8, 2010 19:36:45 GMT -5
Fuckin' ay. She couldn't do this, and yet here she was, giving in. It lasted a lingering second or two, but as soon as he retreated, she thanked her lucky stars. This couldn't be done twice. She'd almost lost Cian before they were even married, and she wasn't about to jeopardize them again, especially when he needed her so much. Stress release or no stress release, it was unacceptable. Even if she couldn't lean on her husband for support, she wasn't going to lean on another man and do exactly what she'd done the last time. Never.
"I know, I feel the same way," she assured him, but soon found her face against his. No. Oh, no. As much as her body screamed "yes!" her mind and her heart collided with it, chaotic. Absolutely not. It'd been nice while it lasted--like a chaste, experimental first kiss--but it was to go no farther. Pulling back, she shook her head. "I can't. Think of it as an affectionate friendship, Saikoro, but I can't do any more than that. I have my husband to go take care of. I'm sorry."
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Post by Saikoro Kohana on May 10, 2010 16:50:00 GMT -5
"We can't. It's just...it'd be....wrong. I'm perfectly fine with Amarie and I have no cravings for you. We just....just got caught up in the moment, you know? Curiosity I guess." Saikoro said, stumbling back a good distance away from her. He looked down, clearly embarrassed by what was just happening. All those feelings that flooded his mind and all the memories of their nights together came back in one hot, sweaty strong gust. He looked away from her and then swallowed.
How could they have done that? "What were we thinking? Honestly what were you thinking!?! What was I thinking?!?" Sai began to stammer. He put his head in his hands and began to mutter something darkly. It was obvious he was entirely confused on what was going on. Why had they been brought to go through this of all things? Why had they gotten themselves into such a passionate but short kiss? What was going on?!?
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Post by Emma Lawrence on May 10, 2010 16:55:08 GMT -5
Those words were hauntingly familiar. Dean had uttered something similar, if not verbatim, when she'd kissed him. Something was wrong with her, something had to be. Deciding that she needed a psychological evaluation after all of this was over, she picked up her head from its shameful bow to look at him as he brooded. "Calm down, please," she pleaded again, a heavy sigh escaping her mouth. "We'll figure this out. It wasn't a romantic kiss--people kiss all the time. Okay? We both just needed some comfort and we'll leave it at that. It was nothing more." She could sugarcoat it all she wanted, but it was still a kiss.
After taking in a thready, half-hearted breath, she shook her head. "It's not a big deal as long as we just let it go. It meant nothing. We both can claim that we have no feelings for each other, so it doesn't matter." Bringing herself to her feet, she combed her fingers through her hair. "I should get going. I've gotta find some way out of this mess..." With Cian, anyway. Oh, Cian...
"Thanks for your help. I'll call you if I need anything. I'll...I'll bring the children by soon." The thought of giving her kids away, of leaving them because their father was a danger to them... Rending a hole in her heart would've been easier to handle. Much easier.
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