Love or Lust

As evening approached, Callie said goodbye to Wendy, then made her way to Elias’s dormitory. She unlocked the door with the key Elias gave her. She’d barely managed to slip off her shoes before Elias’s grasp found her wrist, tugging her into a fervent embrace that pressed her body against his firm chest. Slightly dizzy, Callie succumbed to a kiss that Elias had longed for all day. Urgently, he trapped Callie between him and the door, fingers intertwining as he savoured the sweetness of her mouth, a balm to his yearning. The kiss left Elias breathless and wanting more. He drew back, his eyes—long and narrow and darkened with desire —fixing on her. ‘Has your Aunt Flo left?’ ‘No,’ Callie panted. ‘We’ll still need to wait... another day or two.’ Elias rested his head on her shoulder and let out a frustrated grunt. Callie giggled. ‘Elias, how did you manage before me?’ ‘I didn’t have this problem before you,’ he replied, his fingers threading through her hair. A flicker of restraint shimmer