So they stood, squared off, one against the other. Her heart was pounding so loudly, she wondered if he could hear it. If only she
knew what his heart was doing. She turned to walk away but his hand stopped her. He wrapped it around her forearm to pull her
along with him. She struggled for a minute but his iron grip wasn't waning and she was tired of fighting. He pulled her under the alcove
of the docks and nudged her back against the wall. His head bent down so his lips could meet hers. She put a hand on his chest to
stop him. He let his forehead rest against hers. "Lulu" he murmured gently. That was all it took. His hands dived into her hair as hers
took residence around his neck, both of them straining to get closer. Weeks of long looks and wanting had taken their toll. He
couldn't stop. He doesn't think he'll ever be able to stop. He ripped his lips from her trailing them down the side of her face giving
her rough kisses on her neck. Her hands trailed down his chest lingering for a moment. She pushed against his chest trying to break
free. He stiffened and moved away. Out of breathe and thoroughly aroused, his chest heaving with exertion, he stood. She was
flushed her lips soft and bruised from his kisses. "I'll tell you when I want to be kissed" her voice broke through the silence. He just
looked at her with his usual mocking face. She uttered a curse and walked away. "Lulu" his gruff voice broke through the haze
around her brain. "You said it with your eyes." She didn't turn around. The only response to her comment was closing her eyes for a
moment and then walking away.