Chapter 70

• With our foreheads touching, his lips grazed mine tantalizingly. His hot breath fanned my face, warming my skin and filling my senses with his scent—a subtle blend of cologne and raw masculinity.
• I noticed his inner struggles resurfacing again, just like the last time he kissed me. His constant repulsion is really pissing me off.
• "Sarah..." he whispered, his voice husky and low, vibrating through my entire being. "We shouldn't..." His words trailed off, leaving unsaid thoughts hanging in the air.