Chapter 4
Kiss me. Lost in Callahan’s dark eyes, Oriana willed herself to say the words. Another second and she’d beg him to devour her as his hungry gaze promised he would.
Max touched her cheek and whispered. “Is this what you want?”
What I want is . . . She ground her teeth and fisted her hands at her sides. What I want is wrong. “Let’s get this over with. You want me to sit on the counter? Fine.”
She spun away from Max and almost fell when she slammed into Callahan. He caught her arm.
“Without the attitude, Oriana.” Callahan’s tone snapped like a whip.
The bones in her legs liquefied. Only Callahan’s hand under her elbow kept her on her feet. The smooth material of her jersey skimmed her n*****s, and the sensation was like a spark of static electricity. She bit back a moan and hi
