Denver.
Selena’s smirk lingered for only a second after my words.
Then the meaning behind them sank in.
Her breath caught slightly.
I straightened slowly in front of her, the teasing edge in my expression fading into something far more controlled, far more dangerous. The shift inside me was subtle, but unmistakable.
Predatory.
My hand slid from where it rested and lifted to her chin, tilting her face upward so she had no choice but to meet my gaze.
“You were very bold just now,” I murmured.
Her pulse jumped beneath my touch.
“I thought you liked that side of me,” she replied softly.
“Oh, I do.” My thumb brushed slowly across her lower lip. “Very much.”
The room seemed to grow quieter, the air heavier.
“But bold actions,” I continued, my voice lowering, “have consequences.”
Her
