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Rogue aroused herself from the blissful numbness that weighed her down, Logan's name lingering around the edges of her subconscious in the black stillness of her mind. With a shiver of vivid recollection, the memory of his bruising kiss came back and she felt the thrill of being held against his strong body again as together they found a tempo that bound them together, and they intertwined in a haven of divine delirium, souls catching fire as they danced in the shadows.
Her passion consumed her in desire. Her vow to let him go was shattered. She still craved his touch. She wanted to yield to the burning sweetness that was captive within her. The dormant sexuality of her body had been awakened. She'd waited too long. Far too long…
She was done being afraid. She reached out for him.
Pensively, she looked out into the darkness. She hurtled back to earth as reality struck. Her glowing youthful happiness faded, the spark of hope quickly extinguished. It was senselessly and sickeningly familiar, leaving her with an inexplicable feeling of emptiness. Logan had sliced open a newly healed wound…
He wasn't there.
She could feel her throat closing up and she bit her lip til it throbbed like her pulse. Tears glistened on her pale heart shaped face and she closed her eyes, feeling utterly miserable. She couldn't bring herself to bear the echo of her desperation if she called out to him or the silent reminder of the truth she'd begged him for that would follow. Stunned and sickened, she looked up, her face burning with humiliation.
Where he had been merely filling a moment of physical desire, she'd allowed him to tear apart her body and soul.
Some things were better left the hell alone…
If only she'd listened.
Author's Note: Review? Yes, please! I haven't abandoned this story, I just got a promotion at work. So more hours, but if you give me reviews, I'll try harder to post more! Promise. J