"I believe that." His hazel gaze met hers, and there was a strange feeling of connection between them. Divine sensed she knew him from somewhere, and not just from being pulled over. It felt like they had known each other a very long time. She dropped her gaze to his full lips and wondered what they might taste like. Would they be as soft as they looked, with just enough firmness to make her melt? She licked her own and suddenly felt hot and flushed.
"I'd better go and let you get some rest," she said.
He grabbed her hand before she could get too far away. "Will you be back to see me?" His grip on her hand was strong, insistent.
She swallowed. "If you want me to, of course I will."
"I want you to." Heath pulled her closer to him. "This is going to sound weird, but I feel better when you're around, like we understand each other. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, strange as it sounds, I think I do." This came out as more of a whisper than a statement. Her heart was pounding so hard it seemed to be trying to drum itself right out of her chest.
Heath parted his lips and pulled her down toward the bed. Divine's mind was telling her to resist him, but something inside her refused to listen, something dark and primal. She leaned over until her mouth was only a fraction of an inch from his. He lifted his head and touched his lips to hers, giving her a kiss infused with deep desire and heady spice. His tongue slipped into her mouth and caressed hers, and for a few desperate moments, Divine was lost in his tender seduction, then her head kicked in and said, are you crazy? You're in a hospital; stop kissing this man you barely know. Right now!
This time Divine listened. She gently pulled away and felt a little dizzy.