The air seemed to freeze completely in that instant. I forgot how to breathe.
His dark, bottomless eyes were swirling with a deep, indescribable undercurrent. My gaze, as if controlled by some invisible force, landed on his perfectly shaped lips. Goddess above! In those fleeting seconds, an utterly disgraceful desire burst from the depths of my soul. I wanted him to lean down, wanted him to kiss me with the lips that once ignited every part of me.
But nothing happened.
Hebert's Adam's apple moved slightly. The turbulent emotion that had filled his eyes faded in an instant, replaced by a clear and controlled determination. With practiced ease, he pulled his arms away from my waist and stepped back, putting a deliberate distance between us.
The cedar scent that had wrapped arou
