Chapter 17: Liam

For three solid weeks, I've been trying to evict this woman from my head, and I haven't been able to do it. She refuses to budge.

When she doesn't resist, I tow her toward me until her warm breath can feather across my lips. The way her eyes flare and the panting little breaths that escape from her drive me crazy. Memories of all the delicious things I did to that lovely mouth of hers explode in my brain.

"Liam," she pleads, "Please..."

The shiver that threads its way through her voice isn't fear. There's too much arousal stirring in her eyes. Even though she doesn't want to feel it, it's undeniably there, surging through her.

Even though she's doing her damnedest to resist the attraction tugging at her, it's there. My grip isn't one that is punishing. I'm merely holding her in place. The last thing I would ever do is deliberately intimidate a woman. I could never hurt one either. I have a younger sister who I'm protective of. I would wipe any guy off the face of this earth