He just watched her, waiting.
She swallowed hard and narrowed the gap between them, stopping just a step away from him. The heat of his body warmed hers. That sandalwood scent hit her again, and those almost black eyes of his darkened even more.
Shame caused her to pull away from that dark gaze of his. She stared at the floor. "I don't know why I do it. I'm sorry."
An outright lie. She knew darn well why she did it. She was afraid of him. Afraid of falling for him. No matter how hard she tried to tell herself he was made from the same mold as her cheating ex-fiancé, she knew the truth. He wasn't. But telling herself that kept her from putting herself out there—risking another heartbreak.
When there was still not a word from him, she drew in a deep breath, looked up, and met his gaze.
His taut facial muscles loosened. His gaze softened with each passing moment.
"Please, Bryce, just…"
His lips silenced her words and his large hands cupped her cheeks, heating her skin. His flavor seeped into her. The kiss that started as urgent slowed, calmed, teased her to the brink of uncontrolled desire. He paused, lingered, and then returned to a soft, slow seducing pace. This guy knew how to kiss.
By Valerie J. Clarizio
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