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Veronica tucked her dark brown curls behind her ear just as Aaron poked his head into her room. The sight of his sparkling green eyes and dark shoulder-length hair made her heart skip a beat.
She ran to him and he wrapped his arms tight around her waist. She buried her head in his chest after draping her ar ms around his strong shoulders.
We are a perfect fit, she thought. Why did things have to turn out his way?
He rubbed his hands up and down her back while he held her tight . They helped relax her. Then Aaron gently released his hold on her and closed the door. She reached up beside him and clicked the lock into place to ensure they would not be disturbed.
“I’ve missed you,” she said , staring up into his loving eyes.
He reached his hand up and caressed her face. “I’ve missed you ,” he said in his deep silky voice. “With the grolls on the rampage, it hasn’t been safe to visit. I’m sorry.” He leaned forward and gave her a tender kiss that lingered only for a moment, but it was enough to flush her cheeks and make her heart flutter.
Veronica turned away from him. She felt that she needed to sit down, so she made her way to one of her soft cushiony lounge chairs that were big enough to seat two.
Aaron followed her, and sat down on the edge of the chair so he was facing her .
“It doesn’t matter now anyway. We can’t be together.” She let out an exasperated sigh, hoping to calm herself. She and Aaron had never made love before. They wanted to wait until they were married because that’s what they were taught was proper for royal children. While, they were no longer children, they still felt constrained by the values with which they were raised.
As the third -born son of his father, Lord Baltis, Aaron wasn’t in line to take over his family’s estates. Before the groll attacks, he and Nayla had spent most of their days at the castle, getting their educations. Aaron and Veronica thought they would have all the time in the world to be together, and decided not to rush into anything.
Now, Veronica regretted and respected that decision.
A stray strand of curly brown hair escaped from behind her ear. Aaron grabbed it and wound it gently in his finger before tucking it back behind her ear.
“ We have tonight,” he whispered.
She lo oked back up into his eyes. She couldn’t resist how they made her knees feel weak, knowing she could stare into them for days without getting bored. Veronica longed to kiss him—to make love to him—and then run away with him.
“Are you sure you want to do this even though we can’t be together?”
Aaron slowly leaned in toward her, not wanting to rush anything. Softly, he caressed her cheek with tiny kisses, tracing his lips slowly across her face and down to her neck, just below her ear.
He paused to whisper into her ear. “I love you, Veronica. I always will. Let’s have this one night together so we can think back on what we shared.”
She could feel the heat rising inside her and nodded, unable to make words. It had been so long since she’d felt his touch. It sent shivers all over her body.
Aaron moved one hand to support the back of her neck while the other traced up her arm until he found the strap of her soft pink dress. Gently, he slid it down off her shoulder and did the same with the other side.
The loose-fitting top of her dress slipped down to her waist, revealing her bare breasts and erect nipples. She slipped her arms out of the straps while his free hand caressed her nipples with the tips of his fingers. His lips still traced soft kisses on her neck.
Her head fell back and she moaned.
His mouth moved down her chest until his lips were able to ever-so-gently graze her nipple. Then he flicked his tongue across each of them.
Another moan escaped her throat as the sensation caused the spot between her legs to ignite. She wanted him more than she ever had before.
Veronica pulled his face up to hers and kissed him, hard and deep.
Carl Woodring, James Shapiro