Eveline

I'm trying so hard to hide the emotional turmoil of finding out my parents are gone. Arawn holds my gaze. His eyes reflect my grief. A grief we both share, and we can't find words to express the depth of our sorrow. I've lost my parents and he has lost what I truly believe were his best friends. When I can no longer bare the unspoken anguish, I rise from the table and go to my room and retrieve Maribeth's journal. I figure the mood can't become any more somber, so it is time to discuss the journal with Arawn. We need to talk about many things including arrangements for my parents, the entries in Maribeth's journal, Connell and Jakob disappearance.

I also must be brave enough to be honest and reveal my feelings for him. I've come to realize that my heart knew the first time I saw him that it beat just for him, and he was the other half of my soul. It just took some time for my brain to realize it. I felt overwhelmed and I honestly had no idea where to begin with all the things that no needed to be done, but I hoped Arawn would stay at the farm to help sister and I. Patricia had Alexander and his wonderful family to help her heal. She is my only remaining relative and sole support aside from Arawn.

I'd hope when Arawn and I have this talk I'll retain my courage and can express to him what he means to me. More than anything I hope my feelings are reciprocated. As I walked back into the kitchen I'm mentally and emotionally prepared for our conversation. I pause at the door and took a moment to observe Arawn as he is unaware of my presence. He is a very handsome man. My eyes wandered over every one of his perfect features as he leaned against the counter staring out the window. Observing him made my heart race and my breath catch. Every nerve in my body was reacting to him without us even touching. My thoughts went back to how I felt earlier today when I placed my hand in his. I wondered if he had any of the same feelings. I drew my gaze lazily back up to his face and that's when I noticed him looking at me. With no idea how long, he had been watching me stare at him. I blushed with embarrassment being caught in the act of ogling him. That and the intensity I saw in Arawn eyes. It could only be described as desire. His gaze penetrated my soul. I felt my eyes close slowly and when they reopened he was mere inches away from me.

I realized he'd crossed the kitchen inexplicably fast, and without making a sound. I wanted to ask how he had done it, but he chose that moment to reach up and tuck a loose bit of hair behind my ear. His fingers brushed lightly down my neck and across my collar bone. Arawn's cool fingers ran down my arm as I turned my face towards his. He gave me questioning look and responded with a slight nod and as licked my lips nervously. His lips crushed down on mine forcefully I was sure they would have bruised. In all honesty at that moment I didn't care. I just wanted to continue our kiss. Arawn wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me flush against him, as our bodies came together. I wrapped my hands in his hair while his tongue gently pried my mouth open. I welcomed his touch as Arawn's hands roamed up and down my back. I had not realized we were moving until I felt the wall against my back his body lined up with mine

I felt his manhood pressing against me. A noise that I can only describe as part moan part growl escaped his lips as he pulled slightly away. My mouth instantly missed the contact as Arawn trailed kisses lightly across my jaw and down my neck. Both his hands caged me in against the wall as he continued to kiss and nipped lightly along my neck. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him close as I raised my hips instinctively against his hardness. That little movement caused his body to shudder and his breathing to catch. I heard him moan my name against my neck and then I felt a sudden pain. I gasped.

and said, "ouch," and Arawn tensed. He placed a quick kiss on the exact spot I just felt the pain and took several steps back away from me. A look of sorrow and concern in his eyes. I'm in shock and my body chilled missing the loss of his closeness and touch. I wrapped my arms around myself protectively as an uneasiness filled me. As I opened my mouth to ask what had happened, Arawn apologized.

Arawn-

I knew the instant she walked back into the kitchen, I felt her presence acutely. I knew she was looking at me I could feel her eyes roam up and down my body. With my back turned she couldn't see the small smile that appeared on my face. I turned around and her eyes glazed over. I studied her as she was lost in her own thoughts. When Eveline realized I was staring at her she became flustered. The deep pull between us drew me across the room to her to be near her. I could see the confusion and so many questions in her innocent gaze. I could hardly contain my desire for Eveline with us in such proximity since we shared the same house. It was more than I could handle. I knew if she pushed me away at this moment I would be crushed. She was my forbidden fruit and I wanted a taste.

After I tucked the stray hair behind her ear. I couldn't resist the desire to touch her. I wanted all she was willing to give me. We looked into each other's eyes mine held questions and her eyes had the answer and that answer was yes. I kissed her putting every bit of passion into it. I wanted her to feel my love and desire for her. As we kissed I moved us against the wall. My sweet Eveline took this opportunity to raise her hips against my erection. This one motion was very near my undoing, I moaned her name against her neck. I wondered what it would be like to make love to her. To lay her down in a bed slowly undress her and take my time kissing every single inch of her. I wanted to watch her body quiver with desire for me like mine does for her.

I fantasized on how I would run my hands all over her body paying special attention to all the sensitive spots. I would introduce her to passion and show her how her body would respond to my touch. I longed to slowly insert myself into her making my body one with hers. I wanted Eveline to feel all the desire and love I have for her in every kiss and thrust as we make love. I wanted to feel her tightness wrapped around my hardness as I claimed her as mine. My thoughts obviously distracted me long enough that I did the unthinkable. The moment Eveline said ouch I knew I had gone too far. I kissed the spot that unknowingly I bit. I pulled away instantly and watched the confusion replace the desire in her eyes. As my love wrapped her arms around her body to shield herself from me. I struggled and wanted to explain my actions. I did neither being the coward and weakling I found myself to be. Instead I caved to my baser instincts to not only taste her but place my mark on her for the second time.

With disgust, I simply said, "I'm sorry Eveline."