Make-up Sex

He drew back, the tips of their noses almost touching. ‘Don’t curse yourself like that ever again. You hear me?’ Kira was feeling light-headed. ‘Okay.’ It wasn’t a curse; it was an oath. But this was not the time to quibble over semantics. Austyn pulled her in and continued the kiss. ‘Young Madam, dinner’s ready!’ Elsie came out from the kitchen. ‘Is Young Master back yet?’ ‘Oh!’ the housekeeper stopped short when she saw the two figures on the staircase, lips locked. She retreated immediately. ‘Sorry. I didn’t see anything. Carry on.’ Austyn chuckled when he saw Kira blushing. He led her by the hand and went upstairs. Dinner could wait. Kira felt the warmth of his hand. He had calluses on his thumb and ring finger. When he raised a hand to twist the doorknob, she glimpsed the Timex watch on his left wrist. Kira didn’t know what to think. The man was being so gentle right now. But she had seen the rougher side of him. Elsie’s words this morning helped her put things into perspective. D