I closed my eyes, doing everything in my power to control myself. A moment ago, I lost control. I pulled her into me—too fast, too close.
What was I even thinking?
Though I brushed it off, like nothing had happened, her warmth continued to linger on my skin. I wanted more. I wanted to know how her skin felt as it pressed against mine. I wanted to feel the warmth of her entire body, the sweet scent of her breath..
"Lucas?"
Her bell-like voice woke me up from my trance.
"Hmm? What was the question?" I asked, trying my best to pretend like I wasn't fighting a war in my mind.
She giggled, "I asked if you could help me blend the color of this shadow. I seem to be doing it wrong."
I glanced at her canvas, noticing the spot she was struggling with right away. "Of course. Let me scoot up and I'll show you."
She nodded and waited for me to position my stool behind her. But the moment I leaned in, I noticed a loose strand of her hair hanging gently down the side of her neck.
