"Five years and that's all you have to say to me?" he asked. Standing so close she could taste his breath.

She wanted to move away from him. But she didn't want him to know just how much he affected her. So she stood right there. She wasn't going to let him intimidate her.


"Well... Is there anything else you want me to say?" she asked 

The side of his mouth moved upwards.

He was smiling? Why the hell was he smiling like that? She thought. She didn't remember saying anything funny.

"You left... Kitty" he said. "I asked you to stay... Begged you to stay... And you left anyways.. With him. And now you come back... Acting like everything is okay between us...?"

There was something about him... She thought. Something about the way he called her 'Kitty' that made her heart flip. He was the only one who called her that. She hadn't even realized how much she missed him calling her that. 

"You shouldn't have gone with him". He said. 

"Oh really? Why not? Because you didn't want me to?" she asked. She was starting to get angry. 

"Yeah that's right" he replied. "And because of what you felt for me -what we felt for each other. When I came near you, you felt an excitement so intense that you ceased to breathe --like you are feeling right now. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. And that should have been enough to make you stay"

ALWAYS BEEN YOU 

Of course he’d discovered one other way of finding the relaxed, happy, free Emma. And he knew he would prefer it.... A languorous morning of lovemaking. But he also knew she wouldn't want that. Hell, she wouldn't even look at him, not to talk of letting him touch her. Her reaction to his attempted kiss was enough proof she didn't want that. 


So he swallowed the very tempting suggestion and kept his thoughts to himself. 


He watched her stretch to put a glass cup on the top shelf. It obviously wasn't balanced, because as soon as she left it, it came back down and crashed on the floor in front of her. 


Daniel moved fast, scared of her hurting herself. 


Emma felt her body hit solid, warm muscle. The feel of his body was amazing. She hated that he could still make her feel this way. She let him pull her away from the broken glass turn her around. 


Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Eight