My heart was thudding wildly in my chest again. But, for once, it wasn't from fear.
The glow from the flashlight (which had rolled somewhere behind me) was enough for me to see Kieran. He was leaning back on his heels, his warm hands resting on my thighs. His eyes, still silver, burned with a hunger that he was barely keeping in check.
I knew the look.
After all, I'd seen it, just hours ago,
(you're mine now)
on another man's face.
But this...this was different.
Declan's had been all lust. Predatory.
Kieran's came from something much deeper.
Yet, here he sat, not reaching or grabbing at me.
Calm.
Quiet.
Patient.
He's waiting for me, I realized.
To make sure that this is what I want.
He's waiting for me to make the first move.
Slowly, keeping my eyes on his, I reached bo
