Forever by Ingrid Seymour

Author:Ingrid Seymour [Seymour, Ingrid]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Science Fiction, Horror
Goodreads: 35159914
Publisher: PenDreams
Published: 2017-07-12T05:00:00+00:00

Faris

We’re here. Finally.

She goes into the bathroom, a small handbag in her hand and a chagrined look on her face. At the thought of her undressing, my blood catches on fire, feeling as if it would ignite and burn down the bungalow. I get undressed, walk to the balcony. We have no neighbors for miles. I have to admit, Zet was right to make me accept his gift. Personal vows to use magic be damned—just this once.

Needing to cool off, I jump into the water. I submerge and stay there for a moment, focusing on my heartbeat as it thuds in my ears. When my lungs complain, I resurface and swim on my back, staring at the dark firmament and its billion stars. It’s a majestic night, and I’m gloriously human, happy and in love.

I try not to think of what Marielle will wear. When I do, something animal stirs in me, and I want to be gentle tonight, our first night.

With easy strokes, I reach the bungalow and climb the small ladder that is attached to the side. I pick up my discarded clothes and get dressed. Shaking the water off my hair, I walk back inside. I pace for a bit and distractedly open a drawer in one of the night tables. There are candles inside. I decide to light a few of them. Marielle likes them. She always uses them at the nursery—like the day I met her. I draw the curtains. The night is clear enough, so the lamps aren’t needed. I turn them off, then look around. The room is a thousand times more inviting which is saying a lot. It was already perfect.

I sit on the bed, my back to the bathroom. My skin still burns is spite of the quick swim and the breeze that blows through the open balcony. I take a few calming breaths. There’s a small noise behind me. I look over my shoulder. She’s standing there, and I didn’t hear her. Slowly, I get to my feet and walk toward her.

She’s dressed in something I don’t dare look at for fear of losing control. Her shoulders and feet are bare. I can tell that much without breaking eye contact. I stop right in front of her. She looks at my wet hair and unbuttoned shirt with a frown.

“I went for a quick swim,” I say, my voice deep with want.

A shiver runs through her. I fight not to look down, to see if she’s wearing anything under the white garment. My body quakes with desire. I want to crush her to me and make her mine, but I can’t. Not on our first night together. I need to be patient.

“A swim? Really?” she asks. Her eyes break from mine and wander to my chest. She watches with interest, then licks her lips. I’ve never thought of myself as a proud male, but her hungry gaze on my chest makes me feel like one.

Giving into the urge to touch her, I lift a hand to her bare shoulder.

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