Betray Me

Sebastian stepped lithely from the dark. Wearing a dark shirt, frilled at the cuffs. Long blonde hair waving in a cloud down to his shoulders. Making him luminesce in the blackness, as vivid gold as the moonlight was silver.

Chastain immediately reached longingly to touch him. His face and hair. She leaned up on her toes. A slender wraith in the dark. Wearing her white muslin nightdress. She stretched to reach for him. Her fingertips itching to feel his skin. To touch that hair. She ached to be closer to him.

When she could just touch his cheek, her expression changed. Realization dawned.

He tilted backward, evading her touch. Eventually, he was forced to catch her wrist to stay her.

That moment gave her the chance to think. To see beyond her primal desire. Her hand fell and recognition brightened her face.

Thank heaven He thought. Realizing that she’d recognized him.

And somehow, she’d managed to resist the urge to touch him,