Emily
My brain is screaming internally.
Abort mission. Abort mission.
But my body refuses to move. I just lie there staring at him like my entire system has crashed.
His gaze drops to my lips for a second before sliding back to my eyes.
My stomach twists so hard it actually hurts.
“Emily,” he murmurs quietly.
“Yeah?” My voice comes out way too soft. Like I forgot how to be a normal functioning human.
His lips curl slightly. “You’re blushing.”
“Shut up.”
He chuckles under his breath but he still does not move away.
Which is a huge problem. Because the longer he stays this close the more aware I become of everything. His minty breath. His chest pressed against mine. His body heat.
And the very obvious proof of his hardened c**k.
My brain officially stops working.
But no. Abso
