tomorrow.”
“I will.”
Sara turned to Sienna. “Nice to meet you.”
“You
too,” Sienna said, watching as Sara strode down the hall.
Jasper
stepped closer to her, putting an arm around her back. Happily, she didn't
shrug him off, though he knew she was still wary of him after their kiss at her
apartment.
“You
ready?”
“Of course.” She smiled tightly at him.
He urged
her toward the elevators.
“I hope
you're not going to try and convince me that Dillon was just randomly sick.”
He
grimaced. “No.”
She
pushed the button on the wall. “Because I know what happened to him.”
He looked
around meaningfully, jerking his head at the crowded hall. “I know you do. He's
going to be fine.” The elevator door opened.
She
shrugged, moving closer to him as they stepped onto the elevator. “You can
guarantee that? Because my mom told me otherwise.”
He put an
arm around her and leaned closer. “Your mother doesn't have all the information
I do.”
She
reared back. “Where are you getting your information? And why should I believe
you?”
The doors
opened and he ushered her out. “I think my actions at the café speak for me.”
She
huffed. “Yes. Well, even so. I don't understand how you did that. Or why. Why would you bother, hmm?”
He
shrugged as he led her toward his car. It was a clear night and the moon lit
her blonde hair so that the loose strands looked silver. She was so beautiful
it made his heart ache. “I had no desire to see you hurt,” he finally said,
knowing she wouldn’t be satisfied with that explanation.
When he
went to open the door for her, she stopped and leaned against his vehicle. “My
mother told me I should stay away from you.”
He looked
away, over the lights of the hospital. The sky glittered with stars. “And are
you going to stay away?”
She poked
him in the arm. “Should I?”
“Do you
always do what your mother says?”
She
grimaced, her lips twisting, but she didn’t answer.
He
glanced down, eyes immediately settling on her full lips. He wanted to kiss her
again. Ravish her. “I don't want you to avoid me, but it would be safer if you
did.”
She
snorted and, unexpectedly, slotted herself up against his body. She was warm
and sweet and he let his hands hang in the air before settling them on her
arms. He didn’t know whether to push her away or draw her closer. All the blood
in his body was heading for his groin and he had to fight not to shiver.
“Sienna,
I’m serious.”
“Oh
please, that's bullshit and you know it. I didn't even know you when Linda
found that girl. I wasn't around Dillon when he was attacked. And if you hadn't
been at the café, I probably would have ended up in the hospital, too.” She
leaned in, tucking her face in his neck.
He sighed
and gave into the urge to run a hand down her sleek hair. “I don't want
anything to happen to you.” He resisted the way his body demanded he turn her
against the car, press his thigh between her legs. Then, to his shock, she lifted
her face and kissed him, moving her lips softly against his mouth.
“I'll be
fine,” she murmured.
He
groaned and locked her hair in his fist, holding her head immobile. “You don't
know what you're playing with.”
“I know
that you're stronger than I am, and that's saying a lot because I am a freak of
nature. I know that you won't hurt me.” She said against his mouth. When he
didn’t reply, she licked his lower lip then bit it.
He jerked
his head back, blood rushing through his body. The urge to nick her skin, just
a tiny bit, was overwhelming. “Careful.”
She slid
her hands up his chest and hooked them around his neck. “I'm tired of always
being careful.”
He let
her pull him back down. When their mouths met, he dipped inside, ignoring the
ache in his incisors. She smelled so good, tasted so sweet. He couldn't get
enough of her. He kissed her wildly and she met him with a strength all her
own. When she froze suddenly he stopped,