He looked confused now, torn, and surprisingly vulnerable. My hand was still encased in his and I was struck by just how perfect it felt. My body was tingling pleasantly and I inhaled his masculine scent. Without giving it any thought, I stood up on my tiptoes, leaning forward and wrapping my other arm securely around his muscular frame. I knew I was being impulsive and not thinking things through, but I desperately craved the comfort of his embrace, even if it was only for a few seconds. I would probably berate myself for this later, but right now, I wanted this.
After a moment of hesitation, I felt Gabriel's free arm slowly come up and around me, his hand splayed out across the center of my back. I buried my face in his shirt, not caring if he noticed that I was inhaling his scent like
