Page 100 of Adam & Eve

“You know I’ll never love you, right?”

“I don’t care. Love is trivial. I want devotion. I want adoration. I want you by my side

willingly.”

She sniggered. “You’re hopeless. You just described love, Adam.”

“No, love is a disease. An affliction one catches. It causes pain and suffering. It can be cured.

I don’t want you to cause me pain, and I’d die before I purposely caused you any. Love is like a hit of

heroine; temporary.”

She rose on her elbows and turned so she was facing me. “So, what you’re saying is you’ve

done heroine?”

There was amusement, but also doubt in her eyes. The doubt rubbed me the wrong way. Would

we ever get past that phase in our relationship? Not if she kept fighting me.

“You know what the fuck I mean,” I snapped and regretted it immediately.

On her elbows she cocked her head. Her eyes as she searched my mine. She reached for me.

Instinctually, I went to pull back. I was so used to her lashing out, I expected her to strike me. Instead

she traced her thumb over my lips before leaning into me. The world stopped, and all my doubts and

fears faded when she pressed her lips to mine and with her tongue, mimicked the action her fingers

had done seconds earlier.

Tugging my lips open with her teeth, she twirled her tongue, tasting my mouth. Our first kiss

made me feel everything around me and damned her. From that moment forth only death could take her

from me. I closed my eyes and reveled in the feel of her lips against mine.

I let her control the pace until she tangled her hands into my hair, pulling me closer. I lost it. I

took control. She melted into me. Her heartbeat hammered against my chest. Tasting her sweet mouth

was too much, but not enough. I felt like I was burning from the inside out. When she pulled away, I

fought the urge to protest.

“I don’t think this will work, but I’ll try,” she whispered against my lips.

That was enough for me. Resting my forehead against hers, I tried to think of the right thing to

say to make her feel secure.

“You’ll get use to this, being here with me, being a family,” I encouraged.

She sighed then pulled away. “Sleep… We need sleep”.

She avoided my eyes then flipped onto her back. She threw her arm over her eyes. I felt the