especially at Christmas time, yet she was more concerned with individuals she’d never even meet not being home with their families. He wanted to scoop her up, run back his house with her and do more than kiss her.
“You are an amazing woman,” he said leaning in toward her, “Would it be okay for me to kiss you now?”
“You still want to kiss me, even after that pathetic story?”
“Pathetic story? Are you kidding me? If there were more people in the world today like you, it’d be a much better place.”
Rowan leaned in for the kiss he’d dreamt about last night, as Madison’s eyes widen. Blood surged through his veins as the anticipation of her taste on his tongue flooded his mind. His pulse raced while her scent engulfed every aspect of his being. He slowly, gently reached up, cupping the side of her face with one hand. Leaning in for the kiss that he was sure to have a lasting effect on him, he heard her breath hitch. His heart smiled knowing that he affected her that way.
“Rowan, wait,” she said on a murmur.
“Madison, just let it happen,” His own breath coming in pants, he wanted nothing more in life right now than to have his mouth meshed with hers.
“You don’t understand. It’s not that I don’t want to kiss you. It’s just, well, I really need to get back to my run.”
Madison bolted from her sitting position leaving Rowan dumbfounded. As quickly as she could, she sprinted up the beach to her small cottage home.
Rowan had been left staring, astounded that she’d left him and without the kiss he’d been anticipating. He quickly rose, continuing on with his run, needing release more than ever.
Chapter 5
Madison was an imbecile. She’d known it her whole life, but the events of this morning and last night, for that fact, only sealed in stone that little detail about her. God, twice he had tried to kiss her; twice she acted like the virgin she was. Well, if she’d hoped before of having anything with him, she could just push that thought right out of that unstable mind of hers. No man would be crazy enough to try for a third time of rejection, no matter how unintentional it had been on her part. After her encounter with Rowan, she made her way home, showered as quickly as possible going about her day trying to put him out of her mind.
What she thought would take days to accomplish, she finished in just hours. Her trip to the bank to set up her accounts, a stop by the post office for a change of address, shopping at the local retail store for miscellaneous items for the house, and a quick trip to the grocery store proved to be less time consuming than she anticipated. Her father had always told her to have all her paperwork in order, to be organized before engaging in any kind of business or running any errands. When she was younger, she thought it was the most ridiculous thing she’d ever heard, but when she had registered for college, getting in and out of the admissions office quicker than any of her friends, she knew the man was a genius. She carried that advice with her daily and it proved many times over to save her unnecessary stress and grief.
She pulled her blue Nissan Altima into the driveway that ran along side of the house. Shutting the engine off, popping the trunk, and sliding out of the driver’s seat she set to the task at hand; lugging all those bags into the house. The trunk was bursting with bag after bag of goodies. She probably overdid it, but she didn’t want to spend any more time at the store than she needed, nor did she want to make a trip back any time soon. Shopping was not one of her favorite past times, so, she avoided it at all costs. The worst things about shopping, other than spending money she could be saving, was the unpacking it all. Thank God she didn’t do this often. She weighed down both arms with
“You are an amazing woman,” he said leaning in toward her, “Would it be okay for me to kiss you now?”
“You still want to kiss me, even after that pathetic story?”
“Pathetic story? Are you kidding me? If there were more people in the world today like you, it’d be a much better place.”
Rowan leaned in for the kiss he’d dreamt about last night, as Madison’s eyes widen. Blood surged through his veins as the anticipation of her taste on his tongue flooded his mind. His pulse raced while her scent engulfed every aspect of his being. He slowly, gently reached up, cupping the side of her face with one hand. Leaning in for the kiss that he was sure to have a lasting effect on him, he heard her breath hitch. His heart smiled knowing that he affected her that way.
“Rowan, wait,” she said on a murmur.
“Madison, just let it happen,” His own breath coming in pants, he wanted nothing more in life right now than to have his mouth meshed with hers.
“You don’t understand. It’s not that I don’t want to kiss you. It’s just, well, I really need to get back to my run.”
Madison bolted from her sitting position leaving Rowan dumbfounded. As quickly as she could, she sprinted up the beach to her small cottage home.
Rowan had been left staring, astounded that she’d left him and without the kiss he’d been anticipating. He quickly rose, continuing on with his run, needing release more than ever.
Chapter 5
Madison was an imbecile. She’d known it her whole life, but the events of this morning and last night, for that fact, only sealed in stone that little detail about her. God, twice he had tried to kiss her; twice she acted like the virgin she was. Well, if she’d hoped before of having anything with him, she could just push that thought right out of that unstable mind of hers. No man would be crazy enough to try for a third time of rejection, no matter how unintentional it had been on her part. After her encounter with Rowan, she made her way home, showered as quickly as possible going about her day trying to put him out of her mind.
What she thought would take days to accomplish, she finished in just hours. Her trip to the bank to set up her accounts, a stop by the post office for a change of address, shopping at the local retail store for miscellaneous items for the house, and a quick trip to the grocery store proved to be less time consuming than she anticipated. Her father had always told her to have all her paperwork in order, to be organized before engaging in any kind of business or running any errands. When she was younger, she thought it was the most ridiculous thing she’d ever heard, but when she had registered for college, getting in and out of the admissions office quicker than any of her friends, she knew the man was a genius. She carried that advice with her daily and it proved many times over to save her unnecessary stress and grief.
She pulled her blue Nissan Altima into the driveway that ran along side of the house. Shutting the engine off, popping the trunk, and sliding out of the driver’s seat she set to the task at hand; lugging all those bags into the house. The trunk was bursting with bag after bag of goodies. She probably overdid it, but she didn’t want to spend any more time at the store than she needed, nor did she want to make a trip back any time soon. Shopping was not one of her favorite past times, so, she avoided it at all costs. The worst things about shopping, other than spending money she could be saving, was the unpacking it all. Thank God she didn’t do this often. She weighed down both arms with
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