As one movie ended, Slaton leaned over and began kissing Brenna's forehead, making his way down to her mouth. She leaned into it with a sigh. Deepening the kiss he ran his hands down her back. She was arching into him for more. It was as his hands moved around her stomach that Brenna pulled back.
Shaking her head, she tried to get even breaths. “Slaton, this is way too much right now. In fact, a part of me is scared to death.”
He closed his eyes and willed himself to calm down. He knew she’d begin back-pedaling eventually. He just had hoped it would be always tomorrow. “Brenna, trust me. You’re safe with me. I’m not going to do anything to hurt you.”
“I….I just don’t get why me. None of this makes sense.”
“Because you are you. Don’t you know how you make me react? I want to be with you all the time. I want to hold you, kiss you, shoot I want to lock you in my room and make love all day. Brenna, I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”