5
CHEYENNE
Darren holds me in his arms. As the warmth slowly seeps back into my body, and numbness is replaced by the full spectrum of my sensations, this simple fact registers. My face tucked against his neck, I’m cradled with him beneath the comforter, and my skin is coming alive.
I don’t want to let go. His words echo in my ears, their almost desperate tone telling me he’s been aching for me, too. And suddenly...I’m fighting an inner war.
He wants me as well. But he’s marrying another and has never let on about his interest before now. Why? The one thing that kept me from so much as flirting with Darren through the years has been his apparent lack of interest. Now I see that he’s simply been hiding it.
With the dam now open, I want to kiss him. How can he possibly force himself to
