I ran to the door, feeling claustrophobic. I needed space, time to think.
I held the doorknob in my hand, twisted.
“Kara.”
I turned my head, looked at him one last time, and left.
Chapter 12
Kara
You have failed the queen mother ship.
Blood pounded in my head as I raced out his door, down his driveway, almost tripping in my haste. I kept running until my couch potato lungs gave out on me.
My legs went weak and I had to stop. I crouched on the sidewalk, burrowing my head in my knees, trying to catch my breath.
What the hell was that?
My lips throbbed. Sore, but a delicious kind of sore. Like I’d been doing something bad, and it was a secret because it felt too damn good to share.
I could still feel the imprint of his lips on mine, still taste him on my tongue, still hear the sounds he made.
The sexy moans and growls he made at the back of his throat.
I made a tight squealing sound that sounded like a hyena giving birth.
God!
That’s right. Only God can help you now. You have failed the fort! I repeat: you have failed the fort! Retreat!
I have failed nothing! I just kissed him…
That’s right! You gave your first kiss away just like that? And note, it wasn’t just a kiss. There was dry humping involved. Girl, you wild thing, you!
Shut up!
After protecting the castle for twenty-one years, you’re going to lower the drawbridge to a guy you just met yesterday? What’s wrong with you?
I wasn’t going to sleep with him. I just…I just wanted to feel…wanted. For once.
That’s not the whole truth.
Yes, it is.
There have been a couple of guys before who liked you, but you never paid them any attention. Granted, one didn’t shower, and the other one hardly blinked. And neither of them was as hot as Cameron, but who is? Still. There’s another reason. What is it?
There’s no other reason.
You like him.
I slammed my hands against my ears, trying to shake off the voice in my head.
You like him. There’s never been anyone who challenged you like Cameron has. He’s not intimidated at all. No matter what you dish out at him.
I just met the guy yesterday!
It’s going to be midnight soon, so two full days now, FYI. But you’re deflecting. Why you deflecting, sister? That’s not what I asked.