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the way they did. His voice could do things to you... If you let it.
    "I don't think it's a good idea. I'm no good at this, Matt. I'll make mistakes and one of those mistakes could cost you big time... I can't take that risk."
    He stood and moved around the counter until he was standing directly in front of me. I swallowed hard and lifted my gaze until I was left staring up into his face.
    "It's not your risk."
    "What?" Confusion swamped me as I stared up into his rich brown eyes.
    "It's not your risk. It's mine. That's as long as we're still talking about my career..."
    I nodded and swallowed again, harder this time. He lifted his hand and trailed his fingers softly against my jaw line.
    "Of course we're talking about your career... What else would we be talking about?"
    "I don't know, Kitty Kat, maybe the spark between us... That's a risk for us both..."
    He lowered his face and pressed his mouth gently against mine. His hands cupping my cheeks as he brushed his lips across mine. It was feather light, almost as though he was afraid that if he pushed me too far I might break... That he might break me.
    The kiss deepened as I pushed my body against his. I couldn't help it. I wasn't even sure why I did it. It was as though I had no control over myself, that whatever I had tasted in his kiss ignited a passion within me. A passion that until now had remained dormant.
    His arms wrapped around me pulling me in tight. His tongue flickered across my lips seeking entry and with a sigh I opened to him. Let him in as he lifted me and pushed me up against the counter. His hands pressing into my ass as he held me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he hoisted me higher, perching me on the edge of the counter top.
    The sound of the cups hitting the floor was the only thing that pulled me back. Stopped me from letting Matt strip there in the kitchen. I pushed him away, just a little. Just enough to put some breathing space between us. But it was there in his eyes. The same passion I had felt within was there in his gaze as he watched me.
    Glancing over Matt's shoulder I caught sight of Maggie standing in the doorway. The look on her face said it all. Shock with a good dose of jealousy. I pushed Matt a little harder and hopped down onto the floor.
    "Am, we were. Am..." I couldn't finish the sentence. What was I supposed to say? Just yesterday I hadn't wanted anything to do with Matt. And today I was destroying kitchen ware and practically begging him to take me on the counter. What had happened to me? Was I really that desperate?
    "No it's fine... I get it..." Maggie answered, her eyes turning to longing as she stared at Matt. "I was just hoping he could sign this for me?" She moved forward, a c.d. clutched in her fingers.
    Matt grinned and held out his hand taking the proffered disc. "No problem, Maggie." He took the pen she held and scribbled across the plastic case. Signing his name with a flourish.
    When he gave it back, I watched as Maggie practically melted into the floor. She stared at him and the c.d. before running from the kitchen with a whoop. I laughed a little as I watched her go, covering my mouth with my hands to try and hold the laughter in.
    Matt shot me a disapproving look. "You mean you've never been someone's fan?" He asked as I tried to get my laughter under control.
    I shook my head and swallowed back my smile. "No, not really. I've found idolising people just leads to them letting you down."
    Matt brushed his fingers against my cheek once more. "What happened to make you so cynical?"
    "Cynical?" I shrugged away from his touch and moved around the counter, bending to pick up the broken pieces of cup. "I'm cynical? When did you become such a wide eyed optimist? I certainly never saw it in you when we were school."
    Matt had bent down beside me. The moment I mentioned high school he stiffened. His shoulders hunching a little more and he refused to meet my gaze.
    "That's not what I meant. I'm just wondering why you