* Jana *
The keys trembled in my hand, not from cold, but from the storm still brewing under my skin. My pulse hadn't settled, not since the ride, not since the brush of his fingers over mine, that deceptively casual contact that ignited something raw and aching inside me. The silence between us in the car had been laced with heat, each stolen glance from him stoking the fire burning just beneath my skin.
I slipped the key into the lock and pushed the door open, heart thudding, breath shallow. The soft amber glow from my living room lamp spilled into the hall, catching the angles of Lawrence's face as he followed me in. The door shut behind us with a quiet thud that echoed like a heartbeat, one we both felt.
I stood in the center of the room, unsure of where to go, what to say. His pres
