Hailey
I drew in a sharp breath, parting my lips to speak-
But he beat me to it.
"Naïve, aren't we?" His voice was husky, thick with smoldering heat. His eyes burned, dark and unreadable, and his skin- God, his skin- felt too warm against mine, his heat sinking into me, chasing away my cold.
I loved the feel of him.
I loved the way he breathed.
He was just so... majestic.
"Move away from... from me," I whispered, my voice trembling, my heart hammering so hard I was sure he could hear it.
"Why?" His thumb traced my lower lip, slow, deliberate. "Are you afraid, Bunny?"
I didn't know what to say.
And when my lips parted to pull in a shallow breath, desperate to compose myself-
He pushed his thumb into my mouth.
My traitorous mouth closed around it. Instin
