LAUREN POV:
The kitchen was warm, the air thick with the scent of spices and something undeniably electric between us. Alexandro's gaze locked onto mine, his dark eyes smoldering with intent.
I felt it in the way he moved, deliberate and hungry, like a predator closing in on its prey. I wasn't scared, though. I was anything but.
My heart pounded in anticipation, my skin tingling as he stepped closer, his presence dominating the space.
Before I could second-guess myself, he had me pressed against the cool granite of the kitchen counter.
His hands were strong, his touch firm but not rough. He kissed me, his lips demanding yet tender, as if he were claiming something he'd always known was his.
The kiss deepened, his tongue tracing the seam of my lips, and I opened for him without h
