By the time we were back on the road, the moment was gone.
Whatever had been building between us in that back seat had dissolved completely, and I was almost - almost - grateful for the interruption.
I got home, showered, and stood in front of the bathroom mirror for a long time.
The hot water hadn't helped. There was still a warmth sitting under my skin that wouldn't go away.
I thought about tonight.
About the kiss.
It was the first time since Garrett that any man had kissed me like that.
Actually - it was the first time ever.
Garrett had always had reasons not to touch me. Too tired. Too busy. Not the right time. And on the rare occasions when he did, it was mechanical. Absent. Like his body was present but his mind was somewhere else - or someone else.
Orion's kiss had been not
