Chapter 17 Tiffany's Pov

• My face is an inch away from him, the proximity sending shivers down my spine, I could kiss him if I wanted to.
• I know he’s aching for it, liking every bit of this.
• I can see it in he’s eyes, the way he’s battling in his head to pull away, betraying his inner struggle,the conflict between yielding to his desire and resisting the temptation but he didn't .he’s frozen in place, transfixed by my gaze. The air is thick with tension, and I can sense his surrender.