And she was. She was focused on everything. His deep voice. On the heat of his body between her legs, his warm hands on her cheeks, every shade of blue in his stunning eyes as they bored into hers. Every rise and fall of his chest. Every cell of her felt every cell of his. Focus on me.
"I'm sorry." He brushed away the wetness beneath her eyes with his thumbs, smooth circular motions that made her entire body jello for him. His eyes were warm and loving. Nothing else. As if she hadn't said a single bad thing to him at all. She released his shirt and, without looking away from his eyes, used two fingers of her right hand to pinch her left bicep. Once. Twice. Thr-
His eyes fell to the movement and widened in alarm, "Marley, don't. Please don't," he breathed, dropping his hands to grab her r
