Chapter 40
I scoffed, trying to push away, but he didn’t let me. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing the corner of my mouth in the softest, most infuriating way.
"You were," he murmured.
My breath hitched. I hated how easily he got under my skin, how effortlessly he made me forget about everything else.
“I was not,” I muttered, trying to sound firm, but it was hard to hold onto any resolve when his hands were moving like that.... slow, deliberate, like he was memorizing the shape of me.
He studied me, his gaze unreadable. Then, in one swift motion, he pulled me flush against him, his arms caging me in. “Next time,” he whispered, his voice like dark honey, “I won’t let you finish the call.”
A shiver ran down my spine.
I swallowed, suddenly feeling way too warm. “You’re impossibl
