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There was no mistaking the meaning of his words. He was hitting on me.
“How about now?” I replied softly.
Without another word, he pulled me into his arms and pressed his lips to mine. I pushed up into the contact and deepened the kiss immediately.
Elio made a soft sound and flicked his tongue out against my lips. I gasped at the sensation and his tongue brushed against mine.
He tasted like tart wine, and I chased after the taste as I returned the kiss.
His hands moved down my sides and along my hips. I pushed myself tighter against him in response and pulled at his shirt until my hands were against his warm, smooth skin.
The heat that was racing through me was unlike anything I had ever felt before. My fingers were trembling as I trailed my hands up his back.
One of his hands pulled up the bottom of my dress and wrapped around the outside of my thigh. I lifted my leg for him and wrapped it around his hip. He pushed me back into the wall, and the way our bodies pressed together made us both moan.
I wanted more. I wanted everything. I grabbed the back of his neck and held him close as I kissed him. He pressed his hips against mine and I could feel how aroused he was.
This was crazy. Our entire family was just a few feet away, and we were grinding against each other like horny teenagers.
I should have been mortified, but the threat of getting caught just made it more exciting.
Elio’s hand slid from my thigh upward. I shuddered in anticipation. He paused and turned his head toward the dining room.
My breath caught in my throat as he suddenly released me and stepped away. His eyes locked with mine, and for a moment the heat that passed between us made everything else fade away. I wanted him more than I had wanted anyone else, and I could see that he wanted me too.
This was going to be a problem.
“Cat?” Mom’s voice called from the dining room. “Are you alright?”
“Fine,” I called back, my voice uncontrollably shaky.
I took a step away from the wall and straightened my dress.
He smoothed the front of his shirt and turned to face the door without a word. I watched him step away and tried to force my heart to stop pounding so hard.
I needed to calm down.
I had to go back to the dining room and sit across from him. I had to pretend like none of that had just happened. It seemed like an impossible task.
The entire family was waiting and worrying about me. I couldn’t just stay in my room all night.
My mind was racing. Mom was walking toward us. She was going to know that something had just happened between us.
My face was flushed, but I could blame that on the crying. No one was going to ask, anyway. I wasn’t sure what I would say if they did. My heart was pounding, and I was confused.
What just happened?
*Caterina*
Mom stopped outside of the door and knocked lightly on the frame. It was a silly thing to do, since the door was open and we were both looking at her. She was giving Elio a curious look as she stepped inside.
I could see that his shoulders were stiff and he was uncomfortable. I was too. She had nearly caught us making out.
Being an adult did nothing to temper the embarrassment I felt at the idea of my mom catching me with a guy. The fact that it was Elio only made it worse.
What was I thinking?
She turned her gaze to me and smiled. “Are you alright?” she asked softly.
I nodded mutely. I wasn’t really paying attention to her. My heart was still beating wildly, and I could feel the heat of Elio’s touch slowly fading from my skin.
Seriously, what was I thinking?
How could I kiss him like that? He was attractive, sure, but he was still an annoying know-it-all. But my heart wouldn’t slow down, and the heat that was coursing through me wouldn’t calm.
I knew my face must be flushed and I worried that my mom would be able to tell that it wasn’t just from crying. The rest of the family wouldn’t be paying enough attention to tell that something else was up with me, but she might.
“Cat?” she asked a little louder.
“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “I was just about to come back to the table.”
“I’ll give you some space to talk,” Elio said suddenly.
I started to protest, but he turned to look at me with an expression that I couldn’t read, then he walked out the door.
I was so frustrated. I had no idea what to make of his behavior. He just confused me so much. One second he was looking at me like he was desperate for me, then he was walking away like nothing had happened between us.
Mom turned to me after he left and opened her arms to offer me a hug. I stepped forward and hugged her tightly. I felt the residual sadness that had overwhelmed me a few minutes ago start to melt away. I leaned my head against her shoulder as she rubbed my back and kissed the side of my head gently.
“I know that it can be hard to talk about Dad,” she said softly. “It’s hard for me too. Sometimes the sadness wins out, but I’m also so happy to hear other people remember what a good man he was.”
“I know,” I agreed. “I’m honored to be compared to him. It just surprised me, that’s all.”
“I know, sweetie,” she said. “I understand.”
She rubbed my back vigorously, then pulled back to look at my face. “You know that you don’t have to run into your room when you’re upset, right? You don’t have to hide your feelings from me.”
I stood back and wiped the last of the tears from my eyes. “I know, Mom.”
“I mean it,” she insisted. “Don’t think that you have to protect me from your grief. I’m your mom. It’s my job to protect you. If there’s ever anything you want to talk about, I’m here for you.”
“I know, Mom,” I said fondly. “Thank you.”
She nodded and sighed. “You said you wanted to come back to dinner?”
“Yeah, I’m starving,” I said with a laugh.
She laughed too and motioned toward the door. “Let’s get back before they start in on the pies.”
I walked out first, and Mom followed me back to the dining room. Everyone was chatting pleasantly, and no one turned to look at me as I returned to my seat. It was a nice gesture, but it just made me even more aware of how awkward the situation was.
No one said anything to me for a few minutes, and I focused on eating my food before it got cold.
I kept getting the feeling that someone was looking at me, but whenever I glanced up at Elio, he was looking somewhere else.
