Chapter 38

• SYBIL EAGAN POV
• I was warm. A large hand was draped around me, and I could feel the inhale and exhale of Dian breathing against my cheeks that were pressed to his chest.
• Slowly, forcing my movement to be gentle, I glanced up at his face and flinched as our gaze clashed. I looked down sharply, my cheeks flaming, and gasped once more when his hand snaked around my chin, his fingers caressing my skin as he angled my head until I was staring into his eyes.