Page 6 of Falling Too Soon (Seasons of Love #1)

DAPHNE

“ E xcuse me?” His strong hand gripped my arm, his touch firm but gentle.

When my eyes met his, I knew I was a fucking goner.

He was looking at me like I was a goddamn snack and he was starving.

His breathing was heavier. My brain must have glitched because all I could think was, “God, I hope he kisses me.” Where the hell did that come from?

Oh yeah, I know, that was my treacherous pussy chiming in.

The one who desperately needed attention since Marcus had not been the most generous of lovers, and, if I was being honest, I had been avoiding having sex with him for at least the last month while I built up the courage to leave.

Nathan licked his lips and dragged his gaze from my eyes to my mouth, down my body and back up. My breath hitched, and I bit down on my lower lip. I guess that was his invitation because, the next thing I knew, his mouth was on mine, and he was kissing me, and I was letting it happen .

He wasn’t timid or soft. His kiss was hard and demanding, and when his tongue brushed against my lips, I parted them for him.

Well, shit, this guy could kiss. One of his hands traveled up into my hair at the back of my head, where he pulled slightly to expose my neck.

His mouth was hot and wet as he dragged it from mine down my neck.

My hands were against his chest. Was I trying to pull him closer or push him away?

I wasn’t sure. A moan escaped me as he pulled back and his eyes met mine again.

We stared at each other for a moment before he released my hair and took a reluctant step back.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” he said as he dragged a hand through his hair. “I don’t know what came over me.” I tried to compose myself, but that seemed like an impossible task.

“That was…intense. And unexpected,” I said as I brought my fingers up to touch my lips, my breathing labored. I shook my head. “Do you make a habit of sticking your tongue into every stranger who walks into your house uninvited?”

Nathan smirked and let out a little chuckle. God, if that wasn’t the hottest thing I’d ever heard. “No, but it’s not every day that the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen breaks in and tosses a bottle of wine at me.”

I snorted, “Listen, I didn’t toss anything.

I was just shocked to see someone here. And I don’t know if you’ve looked in a mirror yet today, but holy hell.

I definitely wasn’t expecting all of this.

” I held out my hands, gesturing to his body.

My eyes trailed down his form, admiring the deep V that disappeared into his low-slung sweatpants and down to his…

Oh. My. God. He was hard, and the outline of his very large erection was difficult to miss.

I could have seen that monster from space.

He laughed and I swear it shot straight to my clit. The effect that this man was having on me was unreal.

“Okay, okay. Look, I’m sorry I attacked you, but you’re gorgeous, and I think my brain short-circuited there for a minute. I’m all right now. Why don’t you come back and sit down? We’ll figure something out.”

“Then you may want to go find a shirt before my brain short-circuits again too.” Lies. My brain was already totally fucked. All I wanted to do was peel those damn gray sweatpants off and lick this man from head to fucking toe.

Smiling, he turned his back to me and said, “Okay, I’ll go make myself less of a temptation so we can figure out our housing situation.

” He disappeared down another hallway, and I let out a breath.

I headed back to the kitchen and finished the rest of my bourbon. I had a feeling I was gonna need it.