Chapter 6 Feverish Touch.

Giselle felt heat spread throughout her body, a tingling sensation settling in her lower section as Ezra moved his lip. Her mind blurred and her struggles reduced.

Just as she felt her legs slowly start to lose strength, Ezra wrapped his arm around her waist, hoisting her up and pressing her back against the wall as he deepened the kiss, probing her shut mouth for entrance with his tongue.

When she still denied him entrance, Ezra slipped his hand underneath her robe and slowly dragged his finger up her thigh, stopping near her womanhood and giving her thigh a harsh squeeze.

Giselle gasped at the action, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth.

Ezra didn’t stop there, he begun to rub his thumb in circular motion on her thigh. The contact brought a burning sensation on Giselle’s skin and she felt her insides clench as she fought to hold back involuntary moans.

When Ezra pulled back, they were both out of breath and Giselle looked like she was about to cry as her long lashes fluttered.

The brunette harshly shoved Ezra away and adjusted the lower section of her robe.

“What the hell?” Giselle wiped her lips with the back of her hand. It burned. Everywhere he touched felt feverish. “Why’d you do that?” She stared Ezra hard in the eyes as she panted.

“I needed to confirm something.” Ezra voiced, still rooted in the spot Giselle had shoved him to.

“By kissing me? Don’t forget Mr. Heinrich, what we have right now is nothing more than an engagement bound by a contract. I have nothing to lose if I decide to terminate it here and now, but you on the other hand…” Giselle reminded. Being just an engagement of different benefits, Giselle wanted no moment of intimacy, or even the slightest chance to let either of them catch feelings. Even though she knew it was next to impossible for Ezra to ever view her as more than some random girl his parents had chosen for their son to marry. “Don’t be bizarre.”

Ezra sighed. Why wouldn’t she stop talking and let him think.

It was a simple as that.

“Won’t you cooperate, Giselle?” Ezra breathed out, exhausted and all.

The brunette felt her body tense at the sound of her name leaving his mouth, tainted by his slight German accent.

“C…cooperate?” She stuttered out. “No. Now please leave, I want to sleep.”

Ezra stayed quiet for a moment.

He was ninety-nine percent sure that Giselle was the woman he had been searching for. The moon tattoo, her velvet tasting lips, she being at the hotel the same time he had been drugged and checked in. It all seemed to much to be a mere coincidence.

So the thought of Giselle being the woman and him scaring her off then the game ending too early, baffled him. He didn’t want that.

After a moment of silence, Ezra sighed and nodded. “Fine. I’ll leave.”

Giselle let a sigh of relief slip pass her lips as she watched Ezra turn around and match towards the door, only stopping once to turn the door knob and step out.

Once Giselle heard the closing click of her door, she strode towards her bed with wobbly legs and her knees gave out.

Ezra was gone but his presence and the effect he had left on her body still remained.

Giselle hated how her body responded to his touch. It was as if he had some sort of spell cast over her.

Shaking away her thoughts, she got under the blanket and readied herself for sleep.

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Giselle had woken up before her phone set alarm. By the time the alarm had decided to ring, the brunette was half way across the living room, trying her best to leave undetected.

Ring!

The overly loud ringtone of her iPhone went off, vibrating in the back pocket of her blue Demi jeans.

“Shit, shit, shit.” Giselle cursed as she fished out the device, fumbling with it for a while before successfully switching the alarm off.

She sighed and this time slipped the phone into her small hand bag.

“Are you going somewhere?”

Ezra’s voice startled her, causing her to flinch to the point of jumping.

Apparently, he had woken up earlier than her six-thirty alarm.

The brunette examined her, surprised that his presence had given her such a start.

Ezra had one hand tucked in his pocket, the other holding a cup of black coffee. And surprisingly Jubril stood behind him.

The assistant bowed at her to acknowledge her presence, to which she nodded.

“Going somewhere?” Ezra repeated.

“Yes. Work.” Giselle responded and the scene from last night flashed in her mind. Once again she found herself look at everything except from the brunette standing in front of her.

Ezra turned his head towards Jubril. “Have the driver drop her off.” He commanded.

“No!” Giselle instantly objected, gesturing with her hand. “There won’t be any need for that, I can easily find my way there.” She added and smiled, staring in his direction until he locked gaze with her and her ears began to redden.

‘Stupid mind, stop remembering.’ She internally scolded herself, redirecting her gaze to the floor.

Ignoring Giselle’s protest, Ezra ordered again. “Have the driver take one of the cars and drop her off.”

“But I insist.” Giselle desperately wanted to leave.

Even though she wasn’t the one who had instigated the incident last night, she couldn’t bear to face him.

Ezra quietly stared at her as Jubril excused himself, leaving her to conclude that her voice was invalid.

“Okay. Fine. Yeah, just let the driver drop me off.” Giselle gave in walked towards the door.

Seeing as Giselle was about to leave, Ezra grabbed her by the arm, wanting to give her as vague explanation as possible about why he had kissed her.

Ezra’s action surprised her and on instinct, she rushed back and yanked her arm free, in the process, tripping over her foot and falling back.

Giselle closed her eyes, awaiting the impact of the collision. However, a pair of firm and sturdy arms wrapped themselves around her waist, balancing her on her feet once more.

When Giselle’s eyes fluttered open, Ezra’s handsome face was right in front of hers.

Her heart was beating wildly at the closeness of their face and lips in general.

The scene of last night once again flashed through her mind and as Ezra slowly leaned in and tilted his head to the side, panic shot through her body and she slammed her eyes shut.