Nessa and Ian walked towards the exit of the mall, holding hands and laughing about the movie they had just finished watching at the movie theater.
“Did you hear that woman two seats down that basically squawked when the killer beheaded the blonde as he came around the corner?” Nessa smiled up at Ian as they stopped by the doors to the outside.
She reached into her pocket, pulling out a teal hat she had knitted and shoving it on her head, her short brown hair barely poking out from under the ribbing along the bottom.
The hat also had the unfortunate effect of flattening her bangs against her forehead so they hung down in front of her eyes. She reached under the hat and used her hand to push her bangs either way to the side.
Ian watched her settle her hat with a smile. Nessa hated having bangs, but had caved the last time she saw her stylist and let her do bangs with the new short style she now sported.
His eyes lazily trailed down over her as she was distracted. She wore a blue hoodie that hid the curves he loved seeing. Her jeans were too big, and she had Harry Potter Vans on her feet, “I did. I also heard you stifle a laugh.”
Nessa grinned, brown eyes lighting up with mischief, “I saw it coming,” she held out a hand and they walked out of the mall and headed towards Nessa’s car.
Ian took the offered hand and walked with Nessa in the cold, “You sure you can’t come over and stay the night?”
Nessa shook her head, “You know I can’t. I have plans tomorrow,” they stopped by the blue car Nessa called her Baby.
Ian and Nessa faced each other, and Ian gently cupped the back of Nessa’s head and kissed her softly, “I don’t want to be alone Nessa,” his hand drifted down the back of her neck and he held it there.
Nessa smiled, “I know. But my plans are important. Maybe this weekend,” she reached up and stroked his cheek.
Ian stroked the side of her neck and Nessa froze, feeling a jolt as he pressed the side of her neck gently. Ian’s brown eyes met her’s.
Ian felt his brow draw down as Nessa froze while he was stroking her neck…his thumb pressing on her pulse. He gazed in her eyes. She was startled and…there was something there he couldn’t quite name.
Ian tilted his head to the side slightly and shifted his hand, placing it around the front of her throat. Nessa’s eyes grew wider and…was that anticipation he saw?
Nessa felt Ian’s hand shift. She didn’t know what to do so she stood there, her mind oddly silent. Her heart was thundering. Couldn’t Ian feel it? Was he…did she want him to?
Ian squeezed gently and felt a dark stab curl through his body, lust coiling in his belly. Nessa’s eyes were dark and…he saw…desire…he thought that was desire in her eyes…he recognized that look from when they were in bed.
Nessa felt his hand squeeze and her breath grew shorter. He wasn’t squeezing so hard she couldn’t breathe…just enough so she felt it. She felt Ian lean in, the pressure increasing slightly, and his mouth closed in a demanding kiss.
They kissed, a darker edge running like a razor through them. Nessa’s mouth opened under Ian’s demand and his tongue plunged into her mouth.
But just like that Ian pulled away, hands dropping to his sides. Nessa stood there momentarily stunned, then swallowed. They both looked at each other, confusion roiling through each of them in different ways.
“Ah…good,” Ian swallowed, “Good night. Text me when you get home?”
Nessa nodded, “I will,” she smiled and watched Ian walked away towards his car.
What the hell had just happened? Nessa turned and unlocked her car, climbing in. Her hand touched her throat, her mind spinning.
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