Her efforts were halted when he firmly grasped her arm and pressed her against the rough bark of a tree. The coarse texture scraped against her delicate skin and caused mild discomfort. But, the secluded nature of their surroundings added a different, more stirring dimension to the moment.

Leonel leaned in close, his presence felt at the back of her neck.

She anticipated a kiss, but it never came.

One hand held his cigarette and he used his free fingers to trace the spot where Calvin had kissed her.

The touch began softly, and then grew more intense and firm.