jolted
through her, sparking along every nerve. She lowered her head
further, feeling the change in her and unable to stop her long
silver hair from floating upwards in response to the strong
emotions surging through her.
“ What the...”
His hand raised her head up. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried
to get control of herself again. She couldn’t. The feelings were
too strong. Her hair danced in the air, her hearts revelling in his
touch. “I’ve always meant to ask you where you’re from. I guess I
have to now.”
She opened one eye and
then the other and looked at him. The blush blazed across her
cheeks when she saw the fascination in his eyes. Gathering her
hair, she tried to smooth it down but it refused to stay put. She
always responded strongly to her feelings and her hair always
insisted on showing it. It was just something that happened to all
her species.
“ Dazkara,” she
said, voice trembling with nerves, and smiled with relief when she
finally managed to make her hair behave. “It... I...”
He smiled and caught her
cheek again. Her hair rebelled against her command to stay
put.
“ Don’t be
ashamed. It’s amazing. You’re amazing. I’d thought you were an
angel of Iskara.”
She laughed and then
pretended to clear her throat when he looked offended and
frowned.
“ Angel?
Dazkarans are bloodthirsty and destructive. Our home planet is an
arid desert because our forefathers annihilated every living
creature and plant. I’m no angel,” she whispered the last
part.
He caught her other cheek,
his hands cool against her burning flesh. She couldn’t tear her
eyes away from his. There was such sincerity in them.
“ You are an
angel, Emmanuelle. No doubt about it. I’ve never met anyone as kind
and beautiful as you.”
Her hair rose a little
higher in response to that, her twin hearts fluttering against her
chest. She blinked rapidly and wondered what he expected her to say
in response. There was nothing she could say. There was only one
way to repay him for such sweet words.
She stepped towards him,
intent on kissing him, and lost her nerve the moment her hips
nudged his knees apart. He continued for her, luring her towards
him with his hands and shifting forwards on the table at the same
time. Her breath trembled along with the rest of her body when his
lips neared hers.
An alarm
sounded.
The soldiers had fifteen
minutes before they had to report in.
She drew back and stared
at Remi, suddenly aware of what they’d been about to do and unsure
whether she could go through with it. She’d put his mind at ease.
He wouldn’t worry about her while he was fighting now and he was
healed. There was nothing left for her to do. Perhaps when he came
back, she would let him see her true feelings. She wasn’t brave
enough right now.
“ You should
go,” she said and went to turn away.
“ You’re not
getting away that easily,” he said and grabbed her wrist, dragging
her back to him. Her thigh knocked against the table between his
legs. Before she could form a protest, his mouth descended on hers,
claiming her lips in a fiery kiss that stole her ability to
speak.
She leaned into the kiss,
her hands coming up to press against his bare chest as she closed
her eyes. It was incredible. She tiptoed, wanting to get closer to
him. His arms went around her waist and settled on her backside,
lifting her a little off the floor. Her hair swirled around them,
tickling her face. She definitely couldn’t control it now. The
desire rising inside her and the intense need that chased it placed
everything beyond her control. She surrendered to Remi’s demanding
kiss and melted into his embrace, letting him take over.
Fifteen minutes and then
he’d leave her. Fifteen minutes and he’d be going into battle on a
planet that had almost claimed his life. These fifteen minutes had
to count. She had to know his feelings for her and show him her
own. This could be the last time she saw