Spark by Brooke Cumberland Read Free Book Online

is heavy and my mind is exhausted. I let my body relax as my mind shuts off completely.
    My eyes shoot open as my body shivers from the cold breeze that has arrived. The sky is no longer there, and it’s completely dark. I’m surrounded by trees and darkness. I’m scared, but I don’t want to admit that to myself now.
    I sit back up and clench my knees up to my chest again. I rock my body slowly as I desperately beg for heat. In the midst of planning my funeral in my head, I hear a faint voice shouting. I must be hallucinating now. There’s no way someone’s out here this late.
    I rock some more, and hear it again. This time I stand up, urging my ears to find the voice. I walk a few feet to my left and notice the voice gets louder. I continue walking slowly trying to grasp where the noise is coming from.
    “Velaney!” I hear clear as day. Holy hot balls, someone is calling my name!
    “Over here!” I shout back , pressing my hands to my mouth to echo the words louder. “I’m here!”
    I crunch my feet against the leaves that have fallen and notice the voice getting louder and stronger in my direction. “Yes, finally!” I mutter to myself.
    “Velaney, I’m coming! Don’t move!” the voice orders. It sounds like a man, not Carissa. Perhaps she called for help…
    “Okay, I’m over here!”
    “Keep talking!” he orders. I don’t know what to say. Therefore, I just keep yelling that I’m here.
    “I think I see you,” he says much quieter now.
    “Eric?” I ask, puzzled at the familiar southern tone. “Is that you?” At this point, I really don’t care who it is. As long as he gets me out of here, I’ll take it.
    “Yeah, it’s me.” He comes within view finally. “Carissa called me.” He looks obviously stunning, but more so, he looks concerned. “Why are you out here so far away from the city?”
    “I got lost. I didn’t mean to,” is all I say and then he wraps his big, solid arms around my shoulders. I don’t resist or budge. His body heat consumes me completely, leaving me breathless. Hi s body against mine feels good…too good. Amazing actually, and not just because of his heat. “Thank you,” I finally say, breaking the silent sexual tension.
    “I was so worried, Velaney. What were you thinking coming into the woods?” He pulls back to look at me.
    “I went for a run. I decided to take the scenic route,” I mutter just above a whisper. “Are you mad?”
    He chuckles lightly. “Velaney, I could never be mad at a beautiful woman like you. You are too precious to be running out here all by yourself.” He looks me right in the eyes and pulls a piece of my hair behind my ear. I don’t know why my whole body quivers every time he’s near, and this time isn’t an exception.
    Part of me wants him to kiss me, while the other part wants to back away. His face is close to mine, looking soft and intimate. I’m not sure what to do, or if I should just wait for him to make the move. I stand there, waiting. He doesn’t move. His hand is still wrapped around my ear as he looks at me intently.
    “You are freezing,” he mutters, leaning in closer. “Let’s get you home where it’s nice and warm.” He smiles, moving his thumb across my cheek, then down my arm where he reaches for my hand. My body feels like I've been hit by lightening. The intense emotions that overfill my body are too much for me to handle. I want him to touch me so frigging badly, and the ache that stings between my thighs tells me just how much I want it.
    We walk back to the car in silence. His hand is still holding mine, which is the only warm surface on my body. He’s close to me so it’s nearly impossible to ignore his scent. His husky aroma is mixed with aftershave, and it’s the most amazing combination I’ve ever smelled. Perhaps, it was the way it smells on him, but the more I smell it, the more I want it. Want him.
    Our arms brush each other as we walk out of the woods. I can finally see city lights