Immediately, he halts to return the kiss, tangling one hand in my hair as, for several seconds, we lose ourselves in each other.
Long minutes pass before I reluctantly break the kiss.
“What was that for?” Mack asks softly.
“I don’t know,” I admit. “But I just had to.”
His warm brown eyes soften. “I know the feeling, love.”
At the sound of a twig snapping, my heart lurches as I jerk my head toward the noise, my eyes probing the surrounding trees.
While it’s still a bright day, there are so many places for a person to hide. For Shane to hide.
“He isn’t here, Aerin.” Mack’s voice is gentle.
He doesn’t appear the least bit concerned about Shane surprising us as he continues in the direction we were heading in before I stopped him with my kiss.
I don’t stop searching the forest becaus
