Zero chances

Raising her head once she was done serving, she met his gaze. It looked so dark and dangerous, like a stormy sea, but she could clearly see the message in them. He was one thread away from devouring her, and there was nothing she could do about it.

That thought jolted her back into action.

She moved back and cleared her throat, trying to bring his attention back to the food in front of him.

He glanced at the food, and said gruffly, “Come eat with me, Mackenzie. Sit right here.” He tapped the space beside him on the leather couch.

She was already shaking her head no, when he transferred his hand to his strong, stallion thigh instead, and asked in a heated voice,

“Would you rather sit on me, Mackenzie?”

That question was so scandalous she nearly gasped. It’s double meaning made her blush bright red, because neither of them were innocent. Then again, Chase Axford and innocence never went hand in hand.

“No.” She replied, a bit harsher than she intended.

“Fine. Stay, and watch me eat. I d