Chapter 43 Embarrassed

• “There’s a lot at stake for me here, Prue. Things are much more complicated than you imagine.” He leans closer, his mouth just inches from mine, so painfully close that a tiny gasp escapes my lips. I can’t believe this is happening. This can no longer be my imagination or my illusions. Either Diego is a cruel, cruel man… or he’s attracted to me. The words are on the tip of my tongue, a plea for him to stop torturing me like this. But I suppress them, afraid he’ll walk away, dismissing me completely.
• “You’re so damn sweet,” he whispers, his lips brushing against mine. “I don’t even like sweet. I like it dirty and emotionless. This wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m at a crucial moment in my career, and you’re messing with my head.”
• “I’m sorry.” I close my eyes, silently begging him to press his lips against mine, to let me slide my tongue against his, to savor his mouth. It has to be him who makes that move; I’ve humiliated myself too many times already. Our warm breath mingles, seconds stretching as my nipples tighten, my breasts grow heavy, and the throbbing between my legs becomes unbearable, my panties soaked. And still, he doesn’t back away.