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to the right of my lips. And then, before I could stop what was about to
happen, his thumb made contact with my skin. Very softly.
He was brushing my cheek. Very close to my mouth.
All and every complaint died and went up to heaven the moment his
finger swiped over my skin.
He started talking again, looking engrossed by the motion of his thumb.
“Charo,” he repeated distractedly.
While I … I simply remained frozen in place. Feeling how that simple
contact against my skin seemed to awaken little fires all across my body.
“You said I must run away from a red-haired woman with inquisitive
green eyes and little to no shame. And that would be Charo.”
How such a gentle contact could scorch my skin so effectively was
something that I … couldn’t understand. My lips parted, a shaky breath
leaving them.
Only then did Aaron’s eyes look up and meet mine.
My blood swirled, rising to my neck, my cheeks, my temples. Spreading
out as I held his gaze, the blue in his eyes turning a little darker.
When Aaron looked away, just as he retrieved his thumb, I felt myself
relax. But it was short-lived because as soon as my gaze fell down and found
his hand as it hovered in the air, I discovered with horror that there was a
smudge of chocolate on his thumb.
Both of which had been on my face less than a couple of seconds ago.
Oh Lord.
And yet, what almost knocked me off my seat and to the carpeted floor of
the aircraft turned out to be something else entirely. Not the knowledge of
learning I had been talking for a small eternity with cake hanging from my
face. Nope. Or the knowledge I had done that in front of Aaron, who would
probably use that against me in the future. No. What almost knocked me on
my ass, if not for the seat belt, was Aaron leading his finger to his mouth,
parting those lips that were so often pressed in an unamused line, and wiping
the chocolate clean off his thumb.
Chocolate that he had just retrieved from the corner of my mouth.
A riot of emotions burst inside my belly as I watched his throat gulp it
down, appreciation flashing through his face.
And I … holy shit. I just stared at him, completely … enraptured. Utterly
shocked.
I should have been appalled. But I wasn’t. My brown eyes were now