I still held his tie, locking myself in the dark gaze of his eyes. The word "good" from him hung in the hissing air between us, in the narrow space left before our lips truly touched.
He did not close that distance. He let it remain open. My breath hitched, my chest felt tight from a mix of smoldering anger and sudden, spreading heat. I pulled his tie again, hard, until his body fully pressed me against the wall. The cold of the concrete seeped through my clothes, a stark contrast to the burning warmth of his body.
"You think this is a game?" I hissed.
Gabriel shook his head slowly, once. "This is not a game, Sera. This is far more dangerous."
His free hand rose, touched the edge of my jaw, his strong fingers stroking the line of the bone with a touch that made me shiver.
"You know th
