MEL
Liam walked so close to me I could feel his every move. Each time his arm swung with the movement of his steps, I waited for him to touch me again. My heart raced despite our unhurried pace.
The last hour played over and over in my head, always coming to a screeching halt at the expression on his face when I pointed out the obvious obstacle between us – Delilah. He didn’t deny it, and it was no question in my mind that I could never compete with that. Junior had loved Delilah for as long as anyone could remember; no mate bond would come between that.
Silence hung heavy between us. Somehow, the pull to him had only gotten stronger since the last time I saw him. The feeling of his body over mine, his skin against mine, still had my body burning. My mind and body were torn between wa
