A glimmer of hope in his expression. "I mention this only as a possibility, not a reality. I could never want anyone as much as I want you right now." He was looming over her a second later, his mouth poised just above hers. He was breathing shallowly, his hands anchored next to her temples, his erection pressed between her legs.
Finally. The contact she’d yearned for. He was hers, hers, only hers. She could believe nothing less. "You may not know yourself, but I think I know you," she said. "Trust me, no one is waiting for you."
Well she hoped for the best and longed that James wouldn’t break her heart.
She wasn’t being stubborn or blind about this. Discarding his raw possessive nature and the fact that any woman he committed to would have his full attention, he was a vampire and vampi
