Michael walked into the bedroom when evening fell.
And as he drew nearer to Everly, their eyes met. That single glance was like a collision. His gaze was both bewitching and haunting, which Everly found to be a fascinating contradiction.
Slowly he walked towards her and kissed her.
She had been held closely and kissed before,but never like this! Without being held in any way, with only their lips touching, his kiss held everything she had ever wanted-passion. It both gave and took. It was coaxed and effortlessly mastered. With satisfaction in his voice he remarked, "I wanted to kiss you from the very first moment I laid eyes on you in that crowded coffee shop..."
She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out. So without conscious volition,her arms went around his neck and she he
