Chapter 7
Before she could grab his hand, Damien's strong arms encircled her. Turning her to face him, he held her close, rubbing a hand up and down her back. Soothing her with soft words as the elevator travelled its way back down to the lobby.
At first, Gabrielle didn't know what to think. But when she realized he was distracting her from the scenery around her, she relaxed into his embrace, even going so far as to rest her hands on his waist. Beneath his black V-necked t-shirt, she could hear his heart beating, a strong sound. And that scent of his masculinity -- that citrus, woody scent -- that reminded her of walking in a fresh wooded area assaulted her senses, bombarded her. Immediately, thoughts of what it would be like to hear that heartbeat all night or to have that scen
