Rafael’s POV
Hard.
Fucking hard.
Just looking at her does this to me. I can’t... I won’t let her walk away yet.
“I want you to show me…” she whispered, her lips brushing my ear, “…what I’ll be missing.”
Her words hung in the air, teasing, testing.
I froze for a second, staring at her. Does she think this is a game? That the fire burning in me is something to laugh at?
“Get out,” I barked at my driver.
He glanced at me once, then left without a word.
Rose’s gaze stayed on me...soft, daring, dangerous.
God, those lips… I wanted to taste them again.
I moved closer until her breath trembled against my skin.
“You think this is a joke?” I murmured.
“What?” she whispered.
“You think I won’t f**k you right here in this car?”
Her silence said everything.
Rose’s POV
I stared at him
