Burden Of Blood

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own hand resting on one firm pec, then up Luke’s neck and defined jaw to settle on his hazel eyes.
     
    He was looking at her with a deep fascination, studying her face intently.  A glint of hope sparkled in his eyes, along with the start of a fire threatening to quickly get out of control if she allowed it.  Gently, he reached forward to push a stray lock of hair behind her ear.  He let his finger trail softly down her jaw line, then inching lower to trace the curve of her neck.  She leaned her head back, losing herself in his touch, her eyes closing as her lips began to part, letting a whisper of a moan escape her mouth.
     
    Inside her head, a battle was being fought between her mind and body.  Her body was begging for more, wanting to drift away into the ecstasy of his touch and everything the night would bring if she would let go.  She longed to explore every inch of his rock hard body.  But her head was stating facts, 1.  You are co-workers.  2.  You have a big skeleton in your closet.  3.  He will run for the hills when he finds out what a freak of nature you are.  4.  If he doesn’t run, he will have to deal with your mind-reading bull shit along with all the drama and that’s not fair to him.
     
    Point number four was like throwing a bucket of ice water over her head.  She inhaled a deep breath, savoring the last few seconds of intimacy she was going to allow herself before she slowly opened her eyes.  Their foreheads were almost touching, she could feel the warmth of his breath on her skin…his full lips were just centimeters away from hers and she wanted him so damn bad, it hurt.
     
    “Luke…” she whispered breathlessly “I…I can’t do this, I’m just not…”
     
    “Don’t say it,” he breathed.  “Just lie here in my arms, I’m not asking for anything more.” He pulled her down to his body and she didn’t resist.  “Let me hold you just for one night.”
     
    After a few seconds, Nicole laid her head down on his chest, wrapping one arm around his neck.  She could hear Luke breathing her scent in deeply as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.  She lay there not saying a word.   The movie played out on the screen but she didn’t have a clue what it was about.  She was lost in her own thoughts.  Being in Luke’s arms felt perfect and the rhythm of his heart beat soothed her soul.  It felt right to her.  Her eyes started to prickle with tears when reality began to push to the front of her mind.  She could only allow herself this one night with him-she couldn’t let it happen again.  She knew she shouldn’t have let it get this far.  She would have to do what was best for the both of them even though it hurt like hell.
     
    Luke slowly traced small circles on her back with one finger, seemingly lost in his own thoughts.  She wondered what was going on inside his head.  Biting her lip, she debated over asking him, but thought better of it.  Some things are better left unsaid.  Maybe he sensed her turmoil because he took her face in both of his hands forcing her eyes to his.  The pain was written in his features causing her heart to ache.
     
    “Stop worrying, we have tonight.  We’ll deal with tomorrow later.” He lightly kissed her forehead, then began running his fingers through her hair in a slow rhythm.  She exhaled deeply as she buried her face in his chest, calm overtaking her body and radiating deep into her soul.  Sleep started to weave its spell, taking her under and she didn’t fight it.  She was safe, everything was right in the world at this moment and she hadn’t felt this blissful in a long time.
     
    This isn’t fair.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
     
     
    The air felt thick in her lungs and the world around her had taken on a dull gray undertone.  Nicole looked around as she tried to cut through the fog that threatened to drag her under to an unknown void.  She was back in the graveyard, only it was different, cold,

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