Joy gulped, her look falling from his as she felt her lips start to quiver, her nails digging into her palm, fighting hard and losing the will to stop the tears which spilled over her lids. The soft expletive which washed over her was quickly followed by hands grasping her shoulders and dragging her against his hard chest, his words soft. “I’m sorry. I can be such a jackass sometimes. Just ignore me”
Pulling slightly back from him, she angled her head to look into his concerned eyes. Why did he have to look like he gave a damn? It was so much easier doing this when he treated her like she was something beneath him, the way he had the previous day. With sadness so clear in her tone, her voice trembled, “I am sorry. I don’t want to take up your time... And I can’t tell you why”, another sob escaping her lips. “But I have my reasons Carig... And none of them have anything to do with ‘social aspirations’ but they are important... So important” His brows drew together in a frown. “Perhaps I could help you Joy. Whatever it is, did you ever think that I could be of help?” Joy allowed her eyes to drift over his face, sincerity written all over his handsome features before she shook her head minutely. “You can’t”, the ghost of a smile sitting on her lush lips, “But I appreciate your asking”
Carig dragged in a long breath, his head nodding. “OK. But I have to insist that from now on... No more lies. If you can’t or won’t answer... say so” Swallowing again, she nodded, her eyes once more growing bleary with tears. “I... I just felt so sad. The next time I see this place... the place I grew up”, her voice broke slightly, “The place my father lived... and died – it will be to pack everything away... It will be so... final... Like losing him forever”
A groan slipped from him, even as his hands rose to cup her jaw, fingers caressing her cheeks as his look fell to her trembling lips. Before she could say another word, his head dipped, his mouth covering hers. Joy melted. Tasting his breath, her lips parting in silent permission, his lips sliding harder against hers as his tongue slid sensually against her own. His kiss was tender, teasing, pulling a response from her along with a small purr at the back of her throat. His hands slid to the back of her head, pulling her even harder to himself, the kiss deepening, becoming more demanding.
Joy could feel herself sinking under the onslaught of his mouth, the taste of him, the feel of him, dragging her deeper into pleasure. Not once did it cross her mind to push him away, the need to be closer to him swamping her senses, her body leaning forward, straining to get closer.
The bite of the seatbelt holding her back was sudden, shocking her senses back to normality. Joy’s hands moved to his chest, pushing him, even as her eyes flew open, she not sure when they had closed, stunned disbelief deep within. Carig’s fingers remained wrapped around her head, although he pulled back slightly too before his forehead dropped to hers, both speechless, the sound of their raspy breaths the only noise within the small space.
Finally she was released, Carig sitting back, watching her closely, a wry smile twisting his lips, the unasked question in her eyes finally seeing him pull his seatbelt back on. “That should show you that there are worse things that can happen in life”
The unexpected words made her mouth open in stunned shock before the gurgle of laughter rose within her, breaking free as she began to first chuckle, then laugh, until tears slid down her face. Carig also felt his lips twitch, the tension in his features disappearing as he too laughed before restarting the car and slanting her a smile. “Much nicer tears”, his soft words making her look drop to her hands, a wistful smile on her face before she looked back, a teasing glint in her eyes. “Carig Calle... ’Reducing Women to Tears’ specialist” Carig could not help the large grin which filled his features before he moved the car back onto the road. “You have no idea”, his only response, other than another small chuckle.#p#分页标题#e#
Sitting back in the seat, silence once more fell over the two, each lost in their thoughts. Joy still felt the way her heart beat erratically, not sure what had just happened. Flicking a sideways look at the man beside her she chastised herself. He had only wanted to stop her crying... Well, he had succeeded. Now she knew why he was so successful.
Carig clutched the wheel of the car. Damn. What was this woman doing to him? She was a series of contradictions – tough on the outside, yet surprisingly soft on the inside. He wanted to be able to ignore her, drag her around as his ‘girlfriend’ for the allotted time before putting her back on a plane out of his life. The previous day he had been ready to throttle the small woman, yet today here he was kissing her – and what a kiss. He could not remember the last time a simple kiss affected him so much. Darting a fleeting look across, even the sight of her sat so still and silent sent a shock of heat through him. If she kissed like that, how would she feel in bed?