Free Fall (Elite Force 4)

“Worked for most of them.” She tipped her head toward his conspiratorially. “Khaali stuffed pillows under her blankets again and hid in the bathroom.”

“To read late?” He respected how much she cared for her students, looking after each one like a child of her own.

“Maybe. That’s what she says.” She dropped into a swing, pushing off with her toe. “But I think she just wants some time to be alone.”

He leaned against the metal A-frame. “So she’s asleep now?”

“I gave her a flashlight.” She pulled on the chains and swung higher, hooks overhead squeaking.

“You broke the rules. I like that about you.”

“I’m a rebel at heart, I guess.”

He liked that about her too, more than she could imagine. Damn it, this was getting complicated.

Sliding behind her, he palmed the small of her back and nudged her higher. “The staff party this weekend would be a good time to make our dating officially known.” Because if their time was limited, damn it, he wanted to make the most of it now that finally she’d noticed him as a man. “We could see each other more openly rather than sneaking a late night walk. I could offer you a proper date.”

She glanced over her shoulder and she wasn’t smiling. “You’re a good cook and I happened to enjoy our movie night.”

“Back to the staff party…” he pressed, more determined with each passing second that he was making the right decision. His hand grazed her back again. “Will you go with me as my date?”

She drug her feet along the dusty earth, slowing, stopping. “The staff party would be a sad place to end something that’s only just started.”

His gut dropped. He stepped around to kneel in front of her. “You want to—what is the English phrase?—break up with me already?”

“I think you are rushing things between us.” She trailed her fingers down his cheek.

“I have waited for a year.” And he feared time was running out. He clasped her soft hand.

“A year…” She blinked and stuttered. “I…”

“You are speechless for once.” He kissed her knuckles. “I am amazed.”

“Suddenly you’re a comedian.” She rested her forehead against his.

“I am a man who has waited a long time for a chance with you.” A chance that would very likely be ruined when she learned more about him, about why he left Egypt to come here. But for now, he would allow himself to enjoy what time he had with her.

“You know, an affair would be easier than a relationship.”

He choked on a cough. “Pardon me?”

“Does that shock you? We are both adults—more than adults. I may be wrong, but I assumed from your kiss that you find me attractive.”

“You know I do.” God, he wanted to take her up on the offer, had been thinking the same thing himself.

“Then let’s skip the formalities.” She kissed him lightly, deliberately. “Come with me to my apartment.”

He wanted her, without question, wanted her so much his body ached. And he couldn’t imagine spending the rest of his life never knowing what it would be like to hold her in his arms through the night.

But his conscience balked at the notion of being intimate with her when he held back so much about himself. When he knew she could not be honest with him.

She pressed fingers to his mouth. “I am not naïve. I know there are things you haven’t told me. There’s a look to a person who has secrets. I…” She stuttered for the first time. “I have my own. Maybe that’s why we’re drawn to each other. And perhaps that’s why we can have an affair.”

“You make a compelling argument.” One he didn’t have the strength to argue with.

He pulled her from the swing and into his arms. Kneeling right there in the dusty playground, he kissed her, tasting the lingering sugar and cinnamon from cookies. But more than that, he took in the feel of her, the press of her full br**sts against his chest, the silky glide of her hair as he thrust his hands under her scarf. The intimacy of those chestnut strands caressing his skin was almost more than he could withstand.

They needed to move this inside before someone saw them. He wouldn’t compromise her reputation or set an improper example for the children. Clasping her by the elbows, he stood, bringing her with him. His body protested the loss of her lips, of her hands on his shoulders even as his mind reassured him soon, soon she would finally be his for as long as they had together.