Who could possibly resist a temptation like that? I'm just an ordinary woman, after all.
When Henry looked up at me, those sapphire-blue eyes locked me in like I was under some kind of spell.
It took every ounce of strength I had not to kiss him right then and there.
My rational mind kept screaming at me: if I take off this mask, everything will be over.
So I couldn't do it.
But what about the way my body responded?
Henry's hands were burning hot. His body, stiff as stone.
"Oh, Maria," he said calmly, almost too politely, "if you don't want something to happen that you might regret, I suggest you get off me. Now."
He said it like I had all the power in the room, like I was the one calling the shots. I didn't even realize my hands had wandered to his collarbone, gently trailing down
