Chapter 70

• Scarlettt bit her lip, trying to control her erratic breathing, stolen away by this man, Lincoln, in the aftermath of their union. Her gaze remained fixed on the ceiling while he nuzzled into the crook of her neck, his ragged breaths warming her skin.
• A soft smile curved her lips. She raised her hand, threading her fingers through Lincoln's hair, then pressed a tender kiss to his forehead.
• She felt his arm guide her body lower until her head rested on his chest and his arms wrapped around her securely. Scarlettt nestled her face into his neck, smiling even more broadly as her fingertips traced idle patterns on the broad expanse of his chest.