Chapter 61

           

            I wanted to slap his hand away.

            I wanted to tell him that I had no desire to know him.

            I wanted to tell him to stop looking at me like that. I never thought that his eyes could be this expressive, and it’s drowning me.

            “Stop looking—”

            As his mouth covered my own for a second time, my strength left my body in one whoosh. If his one hand had not curled like a supportive steel band around my ribcage, dragging my body up against his iron-hard thighs, I would have slid to the ground. His kisses always make me weak.

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