Micah stepped out. He looked between us.
Allison laughed and shook her head. "Nope. He's all yours."
She ran past and into the shop before I could ask her what she was going to say, and then I was looking up at Micah. I swallowed. I hadn't called like I had promised. I could explain that I had been busy, but even I knew that was a horrible excuse, especially after our last conversation. We look at each other in an awkward silence. Micah spoke first.
"Should I go?"
I shook my head. "No, I'm glad you're here."
He smiled. "Are you sure?"
I nodded. I was. That had always been part of the problem - my reaction to him. As soon as I saw him, everything else just became background noise. That wasn't normal. At least I didn't think it was.
He took a step forward and then he was kissing me. The kiss burned through me and I pressed against him, my hand roughly burying into the hair at the back of his nape. His tongue slid into my mouth, rubbing against mine. His taste was addictive, and there was no way it was normal to feel so intensely for another person.
He rubbed against me and I moaned. He finally released my mouth and when he looked at me his hazel eyes were hot with need and I knew my own gaze was the same.
"When does this end?" he asked, referring to the book signing.
"A few more hours," I said.
He nodded and reluctantly pulled away. "You better get inside."
I found myself reluctant. "We have a few minutes."
"We'll need longer than a few minutes if you stay out here."
Sorry for the shortness, but I didn't want to spoil anything for those who haven't read book one. Anyway, keep an eye out. It's on its way