Jessica doesn't trust men. Worse, she has a string of short relationships and runs away when things get too serious. Demons from her past resurface when she meets him, Angel Seth Saint, her new teacher with a burning look. And, even if the young wom...
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I feel a smile appear on my lips. But I don't want him to see it, so I get out of the car at the speed of light. But reason soon catches up with me. It's no use. He's already seen it! I know he has. What's the point of running like a thief? We've been through too much to be shy lovers. Besides, I'm tired of pretending. The truth is, I need a kiss to fall asleep. And give me courage to study.
So I turn around and open the car door again. Then I reach in, grab her face and kiss her tenderly. I read the surprise on his face.
"Good night, Angel. Be good."
My nerve earns me a glare. Quickly softened by a slight smile.
"Wasn't I supposed to say that?"
"Maybe, but..."
My little wink makes him smile.
"I think you're bold tonight, Princess."
"Yes, you do. Let's just say...I took some liberties today. A lot of liberties. A little too much..."
As much as I smile, he can feel the sadness in my voice. And he strokes my hair.
"What's the matter?"
"Oh, it's nothing serious."
But that doesn't seem to reassure him. His gaze is far too insistent for that. But I want to talk to him about it. I don't want to hide anything from him anymore. Because at least he doesn't judge me. Talking to him is so natural. I don't have to hold back my words or keep subjects too...sensitive. Not like with my mother. The slightest subject upsets her and sends her into an inexplicable rage. I don't miss that. I don't intend to give in and apologize. No. I'm going to be bolder than her this time.
"I've spoken with my mother", I'm just starting out.
"Oh...and how did it end?"
"I hang up on her?"
He's surprised. But in a good way. I'm expecting some kind words from him. But the result is even more beautiful.
"I'm proud of you, princess."
A warm tear slides down my skin. I can't hold it back. His words have touched me.
"Are you okay?" he's worried.
"Say it again..."
He brings his face closer and looks into mine.
"I'm proud of you, Princess."
I smile sadly.
"I've never heard that before."
"Really?"
"Yes."
He places a kiss on my lips. Just for a moment. He's sweet, as always. God, I love this man. Not his voice, not his body, not his face. Just his beautiful smile that warms my heart. I just need him near me to lose my mind. Just a moment with him. A moment that never ends. But it's impossible, as always.
