Alluring Infatuation by Skye Turner, Kari Ayasha

too.”
    I blush and he chuckles. “Can I come in?”
    I didn’t even realize I was blocking the door. Opening the door wider, I step back. “Oh, shit. I’m sorry. Yes, come in.”
    He steps in and takes the door from me; I jump at the unexpected contact. Looking into my eyes, from right in front of me, he leans down and whispers, “Let’s not make this weird, ok?!”
    I step back. “What?”
    He backs me into the wall and boxes me in. “I said, let’s not be weird. We know each other in the most intimate way possible. We had conversations that flowed before. We have shit that’s happened since, but I don’t want to go back to the beginning. Can we not make this weird and can you stop looking at me like I’m the big bad wolf and you think I’m going to blow your house down? Please?”
    Um, what? I don’t think I understand. Are we picking up as if he never left the island or are we just acting like we’re friends. I don’t know what he means. But I know that his lips are the perfect shape and I can’t stop staring at them. I want them on mine. Right now.
    He smirks slightly. “Melonie. You with me?”
    Shaking my head to clear it, I blush again. I nod. “Yes, I’m here. But I’m afraid I don’t understand. What are you proposing, Dade?”
    He looks confused. “What do you mean?”
    I’m still against the wall and he’s inches from my body. “I mean, what do you mean? Are we continuing from where we left off or are we just two people who need to know more details about the other?”
    He stops and I can see the wheels in his head turning. He leans down and whispers in my ear, “I know you. You know me. There are just things we don’t know about each other. I want a combination… of both. Follow?” He kisses me.
    His lips are whisper soft against mine and I gasp as they start to tingle. He takes advantage and his tongue starts a slow dance with mine. My hands run up his chest and grab the messy ponytail he’s wearing to anchor myself. I’m on my tiptoes. His hands run up and down my sides, brushing the sides of my breasts. They swell in anticipation. He groans as I fist his hair and press my body firmly against his. His hands cup my ass and lift me. His thigh is between my legs and it feels heavenly.
    We stay that way seemingly forever. Both of us just basking in the feel and taste of the other. All of the other bullshit melts away as sensation takes over. I want him. I want him now.
    Letting go of his hair, my hands reach for the bottom of his shirt. I rake my nails down his washboard abs and stop at the band of his shorts. His breath hisses out as he breaks the kiss.
    He steps back and sets me on my feet. He rests his head against the wall for a brief second before stepping back and letting me go. I hit the wall as I start to lose my balance.
    He smiles at me. I’m so crazed with desire, I want to attack him.
    He chuckles as I growl. Wait, what?!
    I just growled in frustration.
    Leaning over he kisses me hard and takes my hand. “I smell food. Let’s eat before it gets cold.”
    He wants to eat right now. Food?!
    I growl again and stomp my feet in frustration. He laughs heartily as he brushes past me and saunters into my kitchen.

Chapter Nine
    Dade

    F ood. Food is a good idea. Throwing her to the floor and devouring her delicate body is not a good idea. Not right now.
    Fuck you, head. My libido says fuck you.
    Shit. The passion between us is still insane. I don’t know how the hell I’m going to go home tonight without sinking into her again.
    We have to talk though. Talking is important.
    My body wants to throat punch me. It says talking can happen in bed. I’m telling my body to shut up.
    I walk past a sexily rumpled Melanie and hope she follows me into the kitchen.
    I hear growling and grumbling under her breath. It makes me smile.
    Her home is nice. I look through it as I walk the short distance to the kitchen. It’s elegant, but not over the top and still looks lived in. I hear a