I leaned back against the door as it closed, breathing a deep sigh of relief. God, how did he do that? Where did he come from? All those times I thought I’d seen him, he really had been there, silent, protective. I shuddered to think what would have happened if Alex hadn’t been there.
My thoughts snapped away with a hard knock on the door. Panic rose within me. Was it James? Wait, no, he’d probably be at the hospital and not about to cross Alex a third time. I feared Alex might actually kill him if he did. But if it wasn’t James, then who? My heart thundered in my head so loud it drowned out rational thought. Thump, thump, thump—the rhythm in my head and my chest.
I turned and slowly opened the door. No sooner did I do so than he was on me, lips crushing into mine, deep, violent, passion
