Can Yaman International Presents: Part 1-Erkenci Kus, The Continuing Story

Chapter 8: "Written in the Stars"

At the end of Chapter 7:  Sanem blinked a few times as she came back to the present moment, staring up into those same blue eyes. Can glanced back and forth between the two, with a puzzled look on his face. Sanem looked much the same as she had on the airplane, flustered and embarrassed. His friend's face lit up with the same bright smile and perfect teeth Sanem remembered from the plane. Nodding at her, he said "Sanem!" in a voice as smooth as honey but edged with humor. Can's eyebrows rose as high as his curiosity. He cleared his throat and set the drinks down on the nearby table. He then reached for Sanem, pulling her into his embrace. He held Sanem with her back pressed against his chest and wrapped his arms possessively around her. Resting his chin on the top of her head, he peered back at his friend. His friend stood in front of them with an enormous grin on his face.

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Sanem: I am so frustrated... "Are you hungry?" I hear Can ask me. I reply way too quickly saying, "Yes. Are we mixing one hunger with another and feeding it with food again?" When I respond this way, I sound like a petulant child and regret it immediately. Can stops dead in his tracks. His back is to me, and he is still holding my hand but is not turning around to me. I hear a sort of primal growl come from somewhere deep inside of him.

 Slowly he turns to face meand tips his head back just a bit to look down at me through the slits of hisalmost closed eyes. His gaze rolls back and forth between my eyes and my lips.I can see he is weighing his words carefully. I wish I had not said such a rudething and embarrassed myself so terribly. I step forward, wrap my arms aroundhis waist, and bury my face in his chest. Can's hand slides over my hair, smoothing it away from my face. I feel him take a great breath in, slowly let it out, then look at me with his dreamy, dark chocolate eyes. His voice drops down into that dangerous, sexy tone that makes my pulse race. He takes my head in his hands and tips it back until I am looking straight into his eyes.

"You tell me when youare ready, Sanem. No making decisions in the heat of the moment. No makingdecisions when you will hate me in the morning. Or feel guilty afterwardbecause you broke the family's code of honor. I want to be a part of yourfamily, to enjoy your mother's love and your father's respect. Moreimportantly, I want everything... everything... to be perfect for you. Foryour first time and every time after that. I am using my head this time, led by my heart of course. No critical mistakes to throw us off track. No missteps and no more wasted time. When you are ready, tell me. When you do tell me, trust me. I will make mad, passionate love to you. Like you have never even dreamed was possible. And I will rrrrravish you and cherish you from that moment on."

The way he lets the "R" roll off of his tongue in the word "rrrrravish" has me squirming. My mouth fills with saliva. I am captured by the sound of his voice and the intense look in his eyes. I feel lightheaded, like I have been hypnotized by a King Cobra and am about to be its prey, unable to move or even breathe. I swallow hard and stare up into Can's deep, dark brown eyes. His face is coming closer to mine with every word he speaks. Our lips are almost touching. I can feel his breath whisper across my lips with his last words: "We are headed straight to Forever, Sanem! Straight to Forever!"

I stand here with my chest heaving and want to scream, "Now, now... take me now!" But I cannot move to close the fraction of an inch it will take to reach Can's lips and kiss him. What he does to me with whispered words, with just a look. He does not even have to touch me to create torrents of feelings that well up inside of me. He bites his bottom lip andmy heart feels like it will pound right out of my chest. I cannot tear my eyesaway from his face. Suddenly I find myself lifted off the floor, into the air,and placed abruptly on the couch. I feel his nose sliding along mine. I open myeyes to stare into his. Then he pauses as if he cannot decide what he is goingto do or say.