Twere best, if anything is best in evil times. What's soonest done, is best, when all is ill ― SOPHOCLES

Cat didn't know how it happened but one minute Alex was kissing her and the other his hands and mouth were everywhere. She wanted to take a breather as things escalated but he maneuvered to position her against the glass window.

"You're so damn beautiful. This is all I could think about when you walked in here..." He breathed in her ear. "You know you drive me crazy, right."

Clearly not expecting a response he kissed her again, with such thoroughness that all thoughts about stopping what was happening, flew from her mind. Surrendering to the inevitable, she gave herself up to the storm.

This is exactly what Cat was afraid of. Could it be possible that her reckless streak had chosen to complicate her life yet again?