I should have shut the door in his face.
I should have pushed him away, told him to get away from me, and reminded him I wasn’t in town for this.
But I didn’t.
I felt the world expand into the space between us as Damian inched closer, just enough for me to feel the heat rising off his body as my breath caught in my throat.
"You’re lying," he murmured.
I swallowed hard. "About what?"
His fingers skimmed over my jaw, a whispering caress that had me shivering in response, whether I wanted to or not. "About not wanting me."
The heat curling in my stomach, I willed myself to hold his gaze, to stand against it. “You think you can scare me into admitting to something that’s not true?”
He chuckled, low and amused. “I do not need to terrorize you, Aria. I just need to wait."
"Wait for what
