Trust was something he just couldn’t afford. She was beautiful and it had been a long time since he had spent time with such an astounding woman but in the end he knew that she would be better off without him.
He sat down next to the fire, leaving his coat on. Even though they were inside, it was still cold. He kept the fire low and used wood that didn’t emit too much smoke. When he finished setting up the bird for a roast, he would go out and gather some dead wood at one of the campsites so Lena wouldn’t freeze.
Jasper looked over at Lena and smiled. Her eyes twinkled in the light as she adjusted the blanket around her. He slowly got up and walked to sit next to her. He lifted his jacket off his shoulders and wrapped it around her. “Oh no, I couldn’t,” she protested, but he held her hands in his.
“I’ll get another from the truck if I get cold,” he said, trying to talk his body into going back to where he was sitting before. She looked up at him with those sparkling eyes and smiled, not taking her hands from his. Slowly, he bent his head and took her lips into his, rubbing lightly. She smelled like lavender and he breathed her in. Her hands slipped from his and went to his shoulders. Thinking she was trying to push him away, he instinctively backed up. When their mouths parted, he saw with a new rush of desire that she continued to watch him, licking her lips.
Growling in the back of his throat, he pushed his hands into her hair and pressed his lips to hers again, wanting the taste of her. He wanted to get closer to her. Wanted to be inside her.
She pressed her hands to his chest as he stroked the back of her neck. Parting her lips slightly, she let his tongue slide into her mouth. The kiss was full of passion and heat, something that she hadn’t felt in a long time even before the end of days. He started to press her back onto the bed before he pulled away, breathless from their kiss. He rested his forehead on hers as he closed his eyes, strain visible on his face as he pulled away from her.
She sat up, leaning on her arms, and watched as he moved back to the other side of the fire.
“We should get some sleep.” He cleared his throat before getting up to head to the car for another coat. All Lena could do was watch as he walked away, her lips still warm from his kiss.
Jasper cursed himself as he shut the door behind him. He knew kissing her would be a bad idea, but something had compelled him to do it. Walking to the car, he grabbed another coat. Then, turning towards the other campsites, he decided to do a perimeter check after he got the wood. The less time they spent together the better. He couldn’t risk anything more happening between them.
Chapter Four
Lena pressed her hands to her lips, feeling the warmth of Jasper’s kiss. She wasn’t surprised by the intimacy; she had felt it too. And if she was honest with herself, she wasn’t surprised he had left. These were hard times and they barely knew each other.
Further intimacy between them was probably best avoided. There was no way of knowing if they would become separated, and Lena knew so little about him. The more she wanted to know, the more nervous she got about asking. For the most part, Lena had gotten very little information from Jasper. She kept trying to tell herself that the connection she felt with him arose purely out of the fact that he was the first normal person she had seen since civilization had collapsed.
She snuggled into his coat, smelling him and feeling his warmth. The bird continued to roast over the fire. She searched around for something to busy herself with while she waited for Jasper to return. Hopefully she could get a few questions answered as they ate dinner.
By now the sun had completely faded over the landscape and the temperature continued to drop. The fire had died down, but she noticed he had placed a few coals under the wood, helping to sustain a longer
He sat down next to the fire, leaving his coat on. Even though they were inside, it was still cold. He kept the fire low and used wood that didn’t emit too much smoke. When he finished setting up the bird for a roast, he would go out and gather some dead wood at one of the campsites so Lena wouldn’t freeze.
Jasper looked over at Lena and smiled. Her eyes twinkled in the light as she adjusted the blanket around her. He slowly got up and walked to sit next to her. He lifted his jacket off his shoulders and wrapped it around her. “Oh no, I couldn’t,” she protested, but he held her hands in his.
“I’ll get another from the truck if I get cold,” he said, trying to talk his body into going back to where he was sitting before. She looked up at him with those sparkling eyes and smiled, not taking her hands from his. Slowly, he bent his head and took her lips into his, rubbing lightly. She smelled like lavender and he breathed her in. Her hands slipped from his and went to his shoulders. Thinking she was trying to push him away, he instinctively backed up. When their mouths parted, he saw with a new rush of desire that she continued to watch him, licking her lips.
Growling in the back of his throat, he pushed his hands into her hair and pressed his lips to hers again, wanting the taste of her. He wanted to get closer to her. Wanted to be inside her.
She pressed her hands to his chest as he stroked the back of her neck. Parting her lips slightly, she let his tongue slide into her mouth. The kiss was full of passion and heat, something that she hadn’t felt in a long time even before the end of days. He started to press her back onto the bed before he pulled away, breathless from their kiss. He rested his forehead on hers as he closed his eyes, strain visible on his face as he pulled away from her.
She sat up, leaning on her arms, and watched as he moved back to the other side of the fire.
“We should get some sleep.” He cleared his throat before getting up to head to the car for another coat. All Lena could do was watch as he walked away, her lips still warm from his kiss.
Jasper cursed himself as he shut the door behind him. He knew kissing her would be a bad idea, but something had compelled him to do it. Walking to the car, he grabbed another coat. Then, turning towards the other campsites, he decided to do a perimeter check after he got the wood. The less time they spent together the better. He couldn’t risk anything more happening between them.
Chapter Four
Lena pressed her hands to her lips, feeling the warmth of Jasper’s kiss. She wasn’t surprised by the intimacy; she had felt it too. And if she was honest with herself, she wasn’t surprised he had left. These were hard times and they barely knew each other.
Further intimacy between them was probably best avoided. There was no way of knowing if they would become separated, and Lena knew so little about him. The more she wanted to know, the more nervous she got about asking. For the most part, Lena had gotten very little information from Jasper. She kept trying to tell herself that the connection she felt with him arose purely out of the fact that he was the first normal person she had seen since civilization had collapsed.
She snuggled into his coat, smelling him and feeling his warmth. The bird continued to roast over the fire. She searched around for something to busy herself with while she waited for Jasper to return. Hopefully she could get a few questions answered as they ate dinner.
By now the sun had completely faded over the landscape and the temperature continued to drop. The fire had died down, but she noticed he had placed a few coals under the wood, helping to sustain a longer
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