Chapter 25
Garrett’s heart was hammering in his chest, adrenaline pumping through him. He was supposed to be the master of words, arguing case upon case no matter how contentious without ever breaking a sweat. Yet, faced with Delia and actually saying his feelings aloud, he turned into a bundle of nerves and adrenaline.
She looked up at him and bit her lip. “Me too.”
A sense of relief washed through him on the heels of the rush of adrenaline. He looked down at her in the dim light. Her teeth dented her plump bottom lip. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were bright. He took a step closer, the air around them heating. In the quiet, he could hear his pulse pounding through his veins and the soft ebb and flow of her breath.
Delia’s hand fell softly against his chest. He curled his arou
