Temptation

Maybe it was his expression. Maybe it was the way her name rolled off his tongue that sent shivers down her back. Or maybe it was simply because she was weak. She paused for a moment and sighed quietly, turning away from him.

"I would still say no."

There was something about the way she said it that made him consider, think, entertain the very thought, that maybe, just maybe, she didn't want that to be so. That maybe she wanted to say yes.

And he realized something. Maybe I'm being possessed, he thought, as he watched her walk away, or maybe I'm dreaming. Because what else could explain the madness spinning out of control within him? Madness was the only word he could use to describe it — because he realized that he wanted her to say yes.