Mara had to force herself to breathe slow and steady, counting down from twenty just to keep from doing something insane like shoving Ky against the nearest tree and climbing him right there in broad daylight. Liam’s interruption still burned, but the lingering heat from that kiss was worse. Far worse.
Ky’s thumb kept brushing over her knuckles as they walked, a small, absent gesture that felt anything but casual. No man had ever held her hand like this steady, protective, like touching her was the most natural thing in the world. The guys she’d dated before had been grabby when it suited them, distant when it didn’t. Ky was different. Thoughtful. Patient. Infuriatingly patient.
She wanted to scream.
Her body was staging a full rebellion. It had been way too long since anyone had touche
