Desire crackled in the air as Silas trailed kisses down Esme's neck and shoulders. "Where were you?" he murmured between heated touches. "I looked everywhere for you. When I didn't find you at your desk, I was nervous."
Esme's voice trembled, a mix of raw yearning and resistance. She knew they shouldn't give in to their desires, not here, not now. But his touch, his proximity, threatened to overwhelm her resolve.
"Silas," she whispered, "we shouldn't…"
He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Don't speak," he rasped. "I don't know why I panicked. Promise me you'll stay within sight. Never disappear again." His thumb brushed her lips, sending ripples of sensations down her spine. Before she could respond, his mouth covered hers in a searing kiss.
