CHAPTER 21

He picked up her hand and pressed it to his own chest, where his heart punched against her palm.

“You felt it on the backseat of my limo, when you fell apart and simply exploded in my mouth. So, why is this coming as a surprise for you? How could you not understand it’s the same for me, Norah?”

Emotion pressed at the backs of her eyes and thickened her throat. He watched her struggle to swallow and cupped his hand under her jaw, palm against her neck, thumb caressing the hollow below her ear.

“Tell me you don’t want this and I’ll back off right now,” he whispered.

Leone’s mouth was so close that Norah could feel his warm breath against her lips, against her cheek.

“Tell me you don’t think about us going a second round… or a third…”

He rested his forehead against Norah’s.

“Piccola, your eyes are saying yes…”

Leone traced her bottom lip with his finger, then nipped at it with his lips.

“Your hands are saying yes.”

He covered