Chapter 4

• “W-w-what are you…” Her voice trailed away at the way he stared at her, he took a step closer, invading her space. She could feel the heat radiating off him, and the faint scent of his cologne, a mix of cedar and spice.
• “You heard me,” he said, his voice low, almost teasing.
• Before she could protest, his hands were on her waist, strong and deliberate as he spun her around. Her back pressed against his chest, the warmth of his body seeping into hers. She gasped, her breath hitching as his lips brushed against her ear.