This was only lust

Esme shifted away from Gabriel on the sofa, she parted her lips to speak, but her tongue was tied as panic began to spring to her mind. Like clouds clearing in the sky, she was becoming more aware of how quickly she may have messed up. How the hell did they end up like this?

She looked away from him, avoiding his eyes and hopped up next to the sofa, doing her jeans up in a rush. Raking her hand through her hair, she looked back at him, eying his stunning body feeling her mouth go dry again. But even with her need so openly revealed behind her dark eyes, the magic in the moment had evaporated. 

They both knew it.