Moments later, Annalise was resting happily in his embrace. Lance’s arms were wrapped around her, and their legs were all tangled up. His hand cupped her cheek and she turned her face into his touch, craving it.
Holy hell, she’d missed him.
The past week had been endless, filled with thoughts about him.
Her heart stuttered when he touched her... when he looked at her.
His thumb stroked over her lower lip. Just that simple touch was enough to have her senses sizzling. She sighed raggedly.
“Are you okay, angel?”
“Okay, I can’t even begin to describe what I am feeling right now…”
She reached up with her hand, guided his hand down to her hip. Closing his eyes, Lance blew out a breath.
“I meant what I said earlier… about this night…”
A faint blush settled over her cheeks.
“La
