Aria Pov
One thing in my mind wanted the kiss so badly.
I needed it. The space between us had shrunk to almost nothing. His hand still rested against the wall beside my head, the other held my waist with quiet possession, and the heat of his body pressed me firmly into the cool surface behind me. My eyes fluttered closed on their own. I waited for the brush of his mouth, for the same claiming intensity I had felt in the hotel room, for anything that would silence the loud, confused pounding in my chest.
Instead he redirected his lips.
They never touched mine. They moved past my cheek and settled close to my ear. His breath was warm. The words he whispered were low and controlled, spoken so softly that the rest of the office might as well have disappeared. I did not fully understand th
