His lips on my neck distracted me.
“Freeze?” I murmured, leaning into his mouth. “That doesn’t sound like a good thing.”
“There are times it isn’t.”
While I wanted to ask more, his tongue running from below my ear down my neck and to my shoulders, left me bereft of thought. When he brought both hands up to cover my breasts, my body writhed of its own accord.
“Touch me,” I said, moving one of his hands between my legs.
Smoke cupped my mound, but I wanted so much more. “Please,” I begged.
His touch was gentle but nonetheless arousing. His powerful arm kept me still while his fingers pleasured me. Instead of satisfying my craving to feel Smoke inside of me, it made the yearning worse.
“I want more,” I whined.
“Soon,” he whispered.
“You’re playing with me.”
“There’s no toy I like more.”
“Is that all I am? A plaything?” I teased. “Smoke?” I said before he could respond. “Were we happy?”
“It was complicated.”
I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. Did I really need to know? Couldn’t I be happy that I was in Smoke’s arms and he loved me? Did he love me?
I was about to ask, when I felt his arms tighten around me. “There’s no future in our past, Siren.”
“But there is a future?”
“I’d like to think so.”
“But?”
“I’m a lot older than you are.”
“Thirteen years,” I murmured, remembering that he’d told me I was twenty-six and he was about to turn thirty-nine.
“That’s a big gap.”
With so many uncertainties, our age difference was the least of my worries.
* * *
This time, Smoke said he’d stay at the hospital with me until they took me in for the scan and then leave once they took me into the room where the test would be conducted. “I’ll try to be back before you’re finished, but if I’m not, Maureen will wait with you and call me.”
I’d ask what he was doing, where he was going, but with despair weighing me down, I didn’t really care.
* * *
When I was finished and exited into the waiting area, I didn’t see Smoke. However, Dr. Mansfield was there, talking to my nurse.
“Hello,” I said.
“Siobhan, I was hoping we could take some time to talk.” Since Smoke wasn’t back anyway, I didn’t see why not.
“Sure,” I said and then turned to Maureen. “You’ll let Smoke know I’ll be another hour or so?”