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My breath catches in my throat, and I struggle not to gasp. Samuel is so close, his eyes dilating again as they sear mine.
Iwouldhave had wine with him. I would have happily dove straight into his bed after, too. The man-vampire- is something right out of the dark romance themed Pinterest boards I search when I’m feeling extra amorous. He’s a dream, a vision. A man I’d have fallen for the moment he called me a good girl.
There’s no way I can tell him any of these things, though. Absolutelyno wayI’ll ever admit how exciting each of those elevator rides was.
Instead, I jerk my chin in agreement, admitting my feelings only once.
His face breaks into a full smile, and it’s completely breathtaking up close. Every curve of his jawline flexes, flowing with glee. Under the covers, my hand travels to my heart, pressing against my chest in hopes it’ll slow.
“Itwasmy name, wasn’t it?”
His question stuns me. “Um, what?”
Heat simmers in his eyes, morphing the carefree Samuel into a smoldering barrel of lust. “You whispered my name while you werepleasuringyourself.” As if to accent his accusation, he glances at the space between my legs, like he can see my shame through the blankets.
I shut my eyes.Dear baby Jesus, why?“You’retotallymistaken.” I scoff. “I didn’t-”
“Oh, Jane, you did,” he croons, voice velvety.
“No, Ididn’t.” My skin is a flaming inferno now, spoiling every ounce of denial I throw at him.
Samuel leans forward and lifts his hand, reaching toward me. My voice catches in my throat, and I let out a tiny, shrill whimper.So stupid.An icy touch lands on my cheek, just below my eye. His fingers skirt across my skin, cooling the heat there. He twirls a stray strand of my hair, his eyes flicking across my face as he tucks it behind my ear.
I could die right now. This man’s touch could kill me, just as easily as any natural disaster. But staring into his onyx eyes, I see he wouldn’t let that happen. Hereveresme, like a gift he’s wished for his entire life.
Does he, though? How can he feel anything for a woman he barely knows, let alone a girl who’s caused this big of a disruption in his life?
Maybe it’s just lust. He heard me all those nights. Maybe I got into his head, made himwantme. A flare of heat makes itself known inanotherplace; the sensitive area between my legs.
Samuel leans away. “Of course you didn’t, sweet Jane.” There’s still a hint of humor in his voice, but his expression remains shielded as he stands, moving away toward the light switch. He flips it, darkening the room and revealing those strange, glowing eyes. “Now sleep. We have a big night ahead of us.”
When I wake, I feel caged. My limbs are stuck again, but it isn’t from the soft fabric of the blankets this time.
My eyes open, and I stare straight into Samuel’s black hole irises.
“You drool in your sleep,” he whispers, dipping his head toward me.
I barely hear his words, too focused on the fact that we’re touchingeverywhere.Our hips are pressed together, my thigh covering one of his legs. His arm is around my waist, one hand planted firmly on my backside. Our noses almost brush.
And then thedroolcomment registers.
I push away, swiping my hand over my mouth. “I don’t drool.”
His eyes flash crimson. “You’re a terrible liar.” He tugs me toward him again, stealing away my breath. “It’s cute, though. So innocent. Sopure.“
I press closer and inhale his scent, brazened by my groggy state. “I amnotpure.”
“Oh?” His lips curl. “I see no lie in that statement. We should discuss it further.” He lowers his head until our noses are brushing together. My insides clench, my breath bated.Holy shit.
His nose skates down mine, traveling over to my cheek. “In about two minutes, we’ll have to leave this bed and rejoin the outside world. Before that, though, I want to ask for permission to kiss you.” His hand travels up my spine, pressing into me and pushing us closer together. His palm closes around the back of my neck, holding my head in place so I can’t look away. “Will you allow that, Jane?”
My throat is dry, so I lick my lips. “Are you sure we only have two minutes?”
He smiles, and before I have time to think, his lips are crashing down on mine. I open to him, inviting his caress. He tastes bittersweet, an intoxicating flavor, both sophisticated and brimming with the promise of trouble.
The kiss breaks all too soon as Samuel pulls away, his hand cupping my face. An expression of wonder flashes in his eyes. “You are…”
“I’m what?”
