Gale Force by Cara Bristol

Author:Cara Bristol [Bristol, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cara Bristol
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Gayle

With one kiss, Axel obliterated the years and my defenses and stabbed at my heart again. I had to be insane to let him kiss me! To kiss him back! What could be gained? I leaned against the locked bedroom door and touched my tingling lips.

What did that interlude in the kitchen mean? Was he testing the waters? Flirting? Hoping for a quickie? Or trying to rekindle what we’d had?

Or was I reading too much into the kiss? A kiss is just a kiss. But not like that. Not with Axel.

My body achy with arousal, I raked my hands through my hair and wished I could shut him out of my mind as easily as I could lock the door. I didn’t expect he would follow. He wasn’t the type to go where he wasn’t wanted.

The locked door served to remind me not to surrender to an impetuous desire that could only lead to heartache. Like fine china, a relationship had to be handled with care. I’d taken a hammer to our marriage. There was no gluing our shattered union back together.

Axel. Me. Us. It wouldn’t work. We’d tried. We’d failed. No, I’d failed, but we’d both paid the price.

And wasn’t it presumptuous to assume he’d want to try again? He’d loved me once, but I’d broken his trust. Once the trust had been broken, how could you love again?

But, oh, the kiss. The years had evaporated as I floated on a cloud of desire and longing. Like old times—only better. He’d always been a great kisser, commanding but gentle. And in bed…

Don’t go there. I pressed my thumbs against my eyes in a vain effort to wipe away the memories. Sex had been sometimes tender, sometimes heated, but always exciting, always intimate. People who said sex didn’t solve problems were wrong. Sex had solved many of our rifts, smoothing over disagreements and arguments, healing the wounds from hurtful words hurtled in anger, enabling us to show with our bodies what we couldn’t bring ourselves to say. I love you. I need you. You come first. We always gave 100 percent in bed. Sex built a bridge over our differences.

But that was a long time ago. A few kisses, even sex, couldn’t close the divide now. The best Axel and I could hope for was a professional relationship, maybe friendship. The thought made me sad, as if we’d lost something vital.

I shoved away from the door and stripped my clothes off as I moved to the bathroom. Tomorrow would come early, and time could be saved by showering tonight.

As I washed, I remembered how Axel and I used to shower together sometimes “to save time.” Except it rarely did because it led to lovemaking, resulting in a rush to get to work on time. The arousal he’d ignited with his kitchen kisses flared anew. I was tempted to take care of matters with my hand, but I knew what and who I’d be thinking of if I masturbated. With a snort of self-disgust, I shut the water off and stepped out of the shower.

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