Chapter 896 One Word Reply

• Sebastian's voice dipped deliberately lower, already pleasant timbre now roughed by a smoky magnetism, every syllable laden with tease.
• The sound raised a rash of goose bumps and stirred responses that belonged more to muscle memory than reason.
• He knew full well that Anna never suppressed her impulses; thus, he experimented—again and again—with every trick he could imagine to provoke her possessive streak.