Chapter 97 He Is Unpredictable

• Stefano didn’t know why he couldn’t resist her. But he just couldn’t. And before he even realized it, he switched off the hair dryer, lowered his head, and grabbed her chin with his free hand, tilting her face up. His lips crashed onto hers, hungry and unrelenting, sucking the slick chocolate from her sweet mouth. His eager tongue darted out, tracing her parted lips. Leah gasped, her eyes widening in shock, breath caught.
• And just like that, he pulled away leaving Leah breathless, craving more—more of him, more than the hot chocolate still warming her hands. He had that effect on her, even with the smallest touch.
• “Finish your hot chocolate, baby,” he murmured, his deep, manly voice rough with restraint, “before I forget you need food more than…”