Bound by the Soul

I put a hand on his chest, then gently pushed him away, my eyes wide.

"We...we can't do this. Kiara..."

"Kiara?" He walked away from me, putting distance between us. "What do you mean?"

I swallowed. "She obviously wants you back. And...maybe you have some sort of history."

He watched me like he thought I was completely foolish. He gave a small laugh, then shook his head.

"You are really not that selfless, Cora. You are not the type to hand over something you want to someone else."

He stood up from his leaning position on the edge of the table, then rolled up his sleeves. My eyes followed his motion as more of his skin came into slow view, teasing me to a dangerous level of want and heat.

Like he knew what I was battling inside, a losing battle to my irrational need of him, he slowly started to remove the buttons.

"What...what are you doing?"

He turned to me, then gave a small smirk before he turned away again. He stopped at the third button, then sighed, pushing his fingers through hi