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couldn’t be together for more than a few minutes
without saying something horrible and cruel to each other. But as Elyse looked
at Adam’s face now, so open and real, she realized she wanted to be his friend.
Or at least not hate him anymore. Where had all the hate gotten her? Exactly
nowhere.
    Jason
was right. She was stuck in the past. Maybe if she took this step with
Adam, she’d get unstuck.
    “All
right.” She gestured down at her clothing. Though she’d changed her
mustard-spattered shirt after lunch, her worn jeans and T-shirt were much too
casual. “You look nice. Let me change into something else. Give me ten minutes.”
    “You
don’t have to, you’re fine,” Adam told her, his eyes skimming her.
    “I’ll
be right back. Have a seat.” She grabbed a few things from her suitcase, a
flush blooming on her skin as she felt his gaze follow her.
    Elyse
hurried to the bathroom and emerged fifteen minutes later, made-up, and hair
freed from its ever-present ponytail to sweep her shoulders. She wore a swingy
black skirt and hose, and a form-fitting red top she hadn’t worn since the last
time Jason had dragged her out on the town. Since Jason had approved of the
outfit, she knew it was enough to impress Adam.
    And
why did she want to impress him? They weren’t going on a date, for God’s sake.
They were only having dinner, sharing a meal in an attempt to be civil to each
other. To put the past behind them.
    Adam
was seated in a narrow armchair that didn’t look sturdy enough to support a
grown man. He stood when she entered the room. Heat rose in her, moving from
her belly to her chest, flowing to her breasts, filling out her nipples. It spread
up her neck into her face, bringing roses to her cheeks and plumping her lips.
    The
heat moved downward as well. Her legs trembled as she approached him, her
fingers and toes tingled. And her pussy grew meltingly soft, creamy, and slick.
Her clit engorged and rubbed teasingly, torturously against her panties as she
walked.
    No.
No. And no. She shouldn’t be having this reaction to him. It was all wrong. She
stopped halfway across the room, trembling, knowing exactly what would happen
if she didn’t turn around right now and lock herself in the bathroom.
    Adam
watched her, licking his lips nervously, his own face flushed with arousal. “Elyse.”
He moved to her, took her hands.
    They
stood there silently. Elyse’s gaze was turned away. She didn’t dare look at him.
    “You
look beautiful.” His voice was hoarse.
    She
turned her eyes to his. He grasped her shoulders and hauled her to him. Their
mouths met and Adam groaned, crushing her even closer. She loved being held
against the solid wall of his chest, loved the softness of his lips, the
insistence of his probing tongue. His kisses were delicious, and Elyse was
greedy for them.
    Adam
groaned again. “Jesus, it’s been so damn long.” The words were garbled, eaten
by their mouths, which refused to part after such a long and arid separation.
    He
scooped his arm under her thighs, and carried her toward the bed. Elyse
panicked, pulling her lips from his to cry, “No, no!” She’d never be able to
resist him if he placed her on that bed.
    Adam
veered away, kissing her again, depositing her instead in the armchair he’d
just vacated. He slid to the carpet, kneeling between her legs. Gently, he
placed his big hands on her knees and slid them up her thighs, his eyebrows
quirking when he discovered the lacy tops of her thigh-high stockings.
    His
fingers danced across the lace, and teased the soft skin above them. “Open,” he
murmured, and Elyse widened her legs to give him what he wanted. What she wanted.
    Sliding
the skirt higher up her thighs, Adam lowered his head to the juncture between
them and breathed deeply, inhaling her fragrance. “Mmm…” he sighed, his warm
breath misting her as he exhaled. Nuzzling his nose against the satin panel of
her panties, he tickled her swollen clit. Then he gently