Page 247 of Knot What I Expected

His eyes flash brighter gold.

Maybe.

He steps toward me. Slowly this time.

Like he’s giving me every opportunity to change my mind.

I don’t move.

He leans forward, bending his head toward me while I’m still completely dressed, and his lips brush mine.

Once.

My eyes flutter closed.

Twice.

The second kiss lingers. Not quite enough.

He knows it, too.

The bastard.

When he pulls away, I instinctively follow.

His mouth curves.

“Clothes, Gabby. I need your clothes off.”

My pulse jumps. I nod and reach for my shirt.

His eyes follow my hands.

Every. Single. Movement.

I pull the shirt over my head. Rowan backs up and watches.

There’s something almost unbearably intimate about it.

No embarrassment.

No hesitation.

No sense that he’s comparing me to anyone else.

Just that burning golden stare fixed entirely on me.

Wanting me.

His Honey Girl.

What’s amazing is that right now, all those old doubts and self-deprecating thoughts?

They’re gone.

Just... gone.

Like magic.