Sage
Eve spun around so fast her hair brushed across my arm, and she shoved at my chest as if I’d burned her. “Pervert,” she snapped. “I should have known that’s why you suggested going to a club. I shouldn’t have agreed to this meet-up in the first place. I’m leaving. We haven’t done anything reasonable all day. Thanks for wasting my time.”
She turned, but before she could storm off, my hand closed around her wrist. I hadn’t realized how delicate she was until her bones shifted under my grip, and I instantly loosened hold, letting my fingers cradle her lightly.
I pulled her back, making her pivot. Her body collided against my chest, her free hand landing flat over my heart. She let out a soft gasp, her eyes widening as she tilted her face up to mine. “I never asked you to leave, young
