Chapter 173 Awareness

• His hand slid down, tracing the length of my spine. Each inch he passed sent a tingling awareness blooming in its wake, my breath hitched at the featherlight drag of his fingertips over sensitive skin. When his palm reached the small of my back, he lingered.
• Then, in one smooth, startling motion, he shifted his grip, his other arm braced me as my legs were uncoiled from his waist, only to hoist me higher. I instinctively tightened my thighs around his shoulders and locked my calves behind his neck.
• A startled squeal tore from my lips, caught somewhere between shock and a sharp burst of anticipation that speared low in my belly. The sound made his grin deepen into something wolfish.