My throat closes up and my stomach drops. The way Elijah is walking towards me right now is like a large cat ready to pounce on his prey. He finally reaches me and his index finger hooks under my chin and he makes me look up at him. He is so damn sexy, especially from this angle. I can see the shape of his chest muscles through his linen shirt. His strong neck is begging to be kissed...that mouth. I'm in real trouble here. This man could own me in every way if I didn't somehow find a way to stop becoming a puddle under his touch.
"You look so f*****g sexy looking up at my like that, Grace. Do you have any idea how crazy you drive me?" His voice is raspy. I shake my head, unable to form words. "Some day you might. You might let me get between those legs and taste you. Maybe then, Grace, I
