He was closer now. I took a deep breath as I realized my emotions must have showed on my face. I took a step back and he took one forward. He moved to the side of me, forcing me against the countertop - trapping me between it and him. His hands found my hips and he lifted me onto it. I wanted to protest. I swear to god I did. His name was at the very tip of my tongue, but his scent. His scent surrounded me and the feelings buried deep down inside came back. Oh god how I remembered.

He spread my thighs. His hands traveled up my...