Tuesday. Luxe Ibiza Hostel, Cala Gració, Ibiza.
ORION FELT AS THOUGH he were poised on a knife's edge.
Every time Jennifer looked at him, it was like she was wrestling with something. Now it was time to tell him what it was.
He squeezed her hand and prayed she wasn't about to tell him she was leaving with Lumen.
If he could believe Lumen, she'd said she didn't know what Jennifer's plans were. He wasn't certain Lumen would tell him the truth though. She didn't appear to like him very much.
"Why is this so fucking hard?" Jennifer growled and let go of his hand.
She grabbed his shirt with both hands and yanked him forward. He was surprised enough that he pitched forward, almost falling into her. At the last moment he planted his hand on the arm rest behind her, but that left him oh so very close to her face, and those lips...
Jennifer leaned in and kissed him. It was an all-consuming kiss that burned him from the inside out. It broke something inside of him.