“My God,” he whispered.
Her dark hair hung in loose waves, falling over her shoulder and coiling in tantalizing curls along the top of her breasts. Her pale skin was luminescent. She came further into the light and Thad found himself moving toward her before he even understood what he meant to do.
“How do I—?” she began, but he didn’t let her finish. He couldn’t wait another moment. He cupped her face in his palms and kissed her. She gripped his wrists as though she were hanging onto him the same way he was clinging to her. His lips crashed down on hers, wild and hard. She tasted like winter dreams and felt like a roaring fire in his arms. He lost himself to her, to the possible future that was now emerging from the hazy realms of the land of possibilities.
How had he ever been afraid o
