Just Tell Me You Love Me (Book 1 in the Just Series) *under editing*

Chapter 15

But then here's Arabella. She drives me crazy. I can't explain it. The hold she has on me. Our fights, our arguments. The way she questions me...The way she challenges me...the way she stands up to me...The way she challenges my beliefs...The way she argues with me at every conversation - all of it makes me want her even more. She's a fire cracker. She makes me want to kiss her senseless. She makes me want to make love to her all night.

If I were to guess, I would say that she is definitely a fire cracker in bed. If our kiss was anything to by, she definitely has fire inside of her. She's definitely the kind, who knows what she wants, and is not afraid to ask for it. I can't help but imagine having her beneath me, writhing and moaning.

Arabella and Cassie are like night and day. So completely different - yet, I find myself being drawn to Arabella, even if she's the complete opposite of Cassie.

Looking at her now, all I want to do is grab her and kiss her. She has been driving me insane by avoiding me. But hell. This is not why I came looking for her. I need to talk to her.

I took deep breaths. The next step I take will change everything. There is no going back.

I took one last deep breath, and moved towards Arabella...towards my future.

"Arabella..." I said.

Arabella

I can sense him. I can feel him. I know he's watching me. It's as if my whole body is in tune with his.

The way he makes me feel is unsettling. It relaxes me and ignites the fire and passion inside of me at the same time. Every time I am near him, there is this pulsing electricity between us. I don't know if he feels it too, but it's strong...and it's there.

I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. I've been avoiding him ever since we kissed in the garden. It's hard to be around him, when all I want to do is kiss him, over and over again.

I just hope he doesn't come near me. I hope he turns back around and ignores me. The way I feel about him, it's been driving me crazy.

Please just go. Please don't come near me, I silently prayed.

Then...

"Arabella," he said from behind me.

I turn, and there he is... Massimo, standing there, looking painfully handsome as always.

"Beautiful night," he said.

I numbly nodded.

"I've been looking for you," he said. I simply stared at him. I don't really know what to say.

"You've been avoiding me," he said.

I shook my head in denial.

He chuckled. "You're not a very good liar Arabella," he said.

Damn it. The way he says my name sends shiver through out my body. I felt it from the very first time he said my name...and that's why I've been trying to get him to stop calling me by my full name. But who am I kidding, I love how he calls me Arabella.

"What were you thinking about just now? He asked.

Crap, how did he know I was thinking about something?

"Nothing," I lied.

He chuckled lightly. "Like I said, you're not a very good liar," he said, while walking towards me.

I feel my heart beating so fast. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Walking towards you," he said.

"Why?"

He shrugged his shoulders. "I want to talk to you," he said, as he continued to slowly walk towards me.

I shivered. There it is again. The pulsing electricity...the fireworks...whatever you want to call it. It's there...

"You can talk to me, while you're standing there. You're moving to close," I said.

He chuckled lightly. "Are you afraid of me Arabella?"

I groan. God, that voice. "Of course not," I lied.

"You really have to stop lying to me Arabella. You're afraid of me. You're afraid of feeling the way you do. You've been avoiding me because you don't like the way you felt, when we kissed," he said, as he comes closer. I take a step back, and I hit, the balustrade. I gasp at the contact. He takes one last step towards me, trapping me. He moves both his hands, to my sides, completely trapping me.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I denied.

"Like I said, you really have to stop lying to me, Arabella," he send, while leaning his face and body closer to me.

I raise my hand up to his chest, to stop him, but a bolt of lightning washes through me, at the contact. I shiver, and pull my hand away.

"Please, step back," I said in a hoarse voice.

He doesn't say anything, and he doesn't move also. He continues to look at me. His gaze moves down to my mouth, and before I can move, he kisses me. And just like the last couple of times we kissed, a fire instantly ignites between us.

I didn't have it in me to stop him and push him away. I responded to the kiss, despite the best of me.

His hand move to capture my face. His other hand closed around my waist, pulling me closer. He deepens the kiss, and I groan. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him even closer.

I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue entrance, and have its way. I shivered, when his tongue slipped inside my mouth. The hand around my waist, moves it's way to my back, back to my waist, and to my rib cage. The sensation, his caress were making, made me want more. I pressed my body closer to him.

He moved both his hands to my legs, and lifts me up, and sits me on the banister of the balustrade, without breaking our kiss. He steps in between my legs, while he continued to kiss me.

I knew that I should stop this, but each time I try to say something, his kisses shuts me up, along with the tender movements of his hands on my body. Desire coursed through me.

He kisses me one last time, and releases my mouth. I was still in a daze, and unprepared for what happened next.

Nothing could have prepared me for what he....

"Marry me," he said.