Jenna lifted her chin, fighting the urge to retreat. “I did what you asked,” she said, her voice steadier than she felt. “The deal is ours.”
Kaelion studied her in silence, gaze sweeping over her face, her trembling hands, the defiance burning in her eyes. Then, in one swift motion, he caged her against the edge of the table, his hands braced on either side of her.
“You smell like temptation,” he rasped. “Do you know what that does to me, little sin?”
Her fingers curled into his shirt. “You make everything dangerous.”
His laugh vibrated against her throat, hot and low. “And you make everything worth the risk.”
He kissed her again, slower this time, pouring heat and tenderness in equal measure. His hand trailed up her thigh, fingertips teasing just beneath the hem of her mint-green dre
