Laura Sterling
Aaron’s hand was still resting on my thigh, warm and heavy.
His eyes never left my face ..... dark, intense, and far too possessive. For a moment, the room felt smaller. Just him, me, and the heavy silence that I wasn't intending to notice.
I have only slept a few days with him and yet, my heart is conflicted on what to feel.
The tension between us was thick enough to choke on.
He leaned in slowly, closing the distance again. His face hovered inches from mine, his breath brushing my lips. My stupid heart started racing. That unwanted flutter returned low in my belly.
“Laura…” he murmured, his voice deep and rough. His hand slid slightly higher on my thigh.
My breath hitched. For one dangerous second, I almost let him closer.
Then reality slammed back in.
“No,” I w
