Not enough.
Too much.
I can't decide.
His mouth leaves mine for one breath.
“Sabine.”
The way he says my name sends a shiver through me.
I look at him.
His forehead rests against mine.
His breathing is no steadier than mine.
That thrills me more than it should.
Xavier Blackwell, who controls everything, looks wrecked.
Because of me.
“You taste like honey,” he murmurs.
I smile against his mouth.
“Your fault.”
He kisses me again.
And this time there is no pretending it is accidental.
No balm.
No injured lip.
No excuse.
His mouth moves over mine while my hands tighten around him and every sensible thought I have dissolves beneath the sound of rain.
The fire behind us is nothing compared to the one starting between us.
Then Xavier breaks the kiss.
Abruptly.
I almost follow him.
His hands stay on me.
His eyes close.
“Why did you stop?”
His laugh is rough.
“Because you were kidnapped today.”