“And then I realized it wasn’t just about what you needed. It was about what I needed. I needed you and to be there for you. To see you through it. And I could’ve found you, but…I didn’t. I stayed away.”
“Why?” she whispered.
He looked down at her then. “Because I knew Madison. I knew.” As if this were an entirely understandable explanation.
“You knew what, Patrick?”
He stared at her, unblinking, and then said, “That you were mine.”
She stood there, stunned, as he moved his hands from her hips to around her body so his hands were resting lightly on her back. Her hands went up to his chest as if to push him away.
“Patrick, that’s…that’s…” She didn’t know how to finish her sentence.
“Why did you stay with me?”
She furrowed her brows.
“You were with me every day I was in the hospital. Even when I didn’t know you were there, you were. Why?”
“Because…because you helped me,” she lied.
“Bullshit. Madison, why did you stay with me?”
She shook her head and avoided his gaze. His hand came up to her chin and directedher gaze back to his. He eyes bore in to hers as she felt a hum go through her entire body. Slowly, keeping his gaze locked to hers, his hand at her chin, his head descended toward hers. Her hands, instead of pushing him away, gripped handfuls of his shirt. She was terrified and exhilarated at the same time. He stopped just before his lips touched hers. He rubbed his mouth back and forth over her lips. Then, he whispered, “Because you knew it, too.”
And then he kissed her. It was delicate and light. He was doing that for her. She felt her hands pull at him, trying to get him closer. He took that as a cue and deepened the kiss, tilting her head with his hand, his other coming up to cup her face softly. She moved her arms and wrapped them up and around so that they lay on his shoulder blades. He suddenly gripped her head tighter and forced her mouth open with his tongue. As soon as their tongues met, it was as if something ignited. He quickly backed her into the wall and kissed her deeper. The only thing she could do was respond. So she did. She kissed him back as if they were at war, but she knew he would win. Madison wanted him to win. His right hand grabbed her thigh and hitched it up over his hip. He pushed himself deeper. She could feel him, all of him. And she really liked it. So she froze.
He began to pull back, but Madison wasn’t panicking. Not at all. She was shocked by how her body felt. His hands came up to cradle her face as he slowed things down to an almost lazy pace. And when he stopped, she found she had a hard time opening her eyes. When she did, he was looking down at her, smiling in a way she had never seen. And she knew that was the only smile she’d ever wanted to see ever again.
He laid his forehead against hers as they caught their breath. She watched as Patrick’s gaze bore into hers. She had so many thoughts flying through her head that she couldn’t grasp even one. His thumb was sweeping back and forth over her bottom lip as she stared at him.
“You okay, baby?” he asked, his voice little more than a growl.
She nodded. And dammit, she liked the word baby in his voice. He watched her for a beat and then moved, turning his back to her as he went to his new bedroom, hitting the light switch off.
Seduction in Seville will be released on Feb 1st!