A Saint Comes Stumbling In by Bonnie McCune

Author:Bonnie McCune
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: love, mystery, comedy, inspirational, healing, divorce, rubenesque
Publisher: Prism Book Group

Chapter Ten

What have I started? The faint question drifts across a corner of my mind while the sensations radiating from the movement of Kevin’s fingers across my body strengthen the tow of the vortex. The sound of his voice quiets, then stills, to be replaced by the soft movement of his lips as they scatter kisses on my face, emitting heat in their wake.

Fiery waves pulse in crests across my shoulders and arms, down my torso, to my legs. Hot, I’m so hot. I’ve never felt such burning before. My head twists back and forth, seeking a coolness that doesn’t exist. I pant for relief, push with my palms against his sides, but succeed only in pressing him nearer. Then I pluck at my sweatsuit, trying to get air under it, but Kevin’s solidity blocks the movement.

He continues his attention to my face, first simply rubbing his cheek against my features, wafting soft breaths over every cell. In response my entire body wriggles of its own volition. I have no will power, no control over limbs or head, torso or toes.

I fade further from reality when Kevin covers my mouth with his, not really a kiss, more a capture, sharing the air back and forth between us. A lack of oxygen must be causing this light-headedness, this inability to make a decision to move away. I’m trapped, too, by the angles of Kevin’s features, the slope of his nose (neither straight nor classic, but emphatic nonetheless), the definition of his cheekbones, the strength of his skull blurred by tawny, silky waves of hair.

Suddenly, blam!, I find myself jerked forward, then back, my head snapping on my neck, my shoulders gripped so tightly I can’t move my arms. And Kevin—Kevin!—is yelling right smack dab in my face like a madman.

“Is this what you want? Is it? A dangerous game, Joan. You’d get more than you bargained for. And I don’t know about you, but I value myself too highly to throw myself away on a night that would mean nothing to either of us. A physical connection with no emotional commitment brings humans down to the level of dogs or cats. When I make love, the woman I’m with knows she’s treasured. So, no, I won’t help you get experience.”

With one last shove, Kevin pushes me against the couch, releasing my shoulders at the same time. I lie there staring, while he, jaw rigid with anger, looks up and down, right and left, as if searching for a way out of this mess. He finds one in the door to the hallway and he takes it.

* * * *

Something’s tickling my ear. I brush at it without opening my eyes. The tickle continues, bringing me from sleep to half-wakefulness. I push the blanket away from my ear and the tickle ceases. Now my pillow, squished under my head as I curl in a ball, needs rearranging. I thump the pillow, trying to bring it to a better location, but something lumpy and hard lies underneath it.

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