Lina's POV
Heat blazed in those gray eyes as they dragged over me, slow and deliberate, and I could practically feel his gaze like a physical touch—sliding down my neck, across my collarbone, lingering on my breasts, dipping lower.
My whole body trembled under that look. "Try—try what? This is Chloe being ridiculous! I didn't buy this!"
Mortification and panic made me lunge forward to snatch the damn thing out of his hands.
But I moved too fast. Lost my balance.
Suddenly I was falling forward, and Adrian's arm shot out to catch me around the waist.
"Careful," he murmured.
His hand was firm on my waist, fingers pressing into the curve where my shirt had ridden up, skin against skin. The contact sent a jolt through me, electric and immediate.
Now his hand was steady
