"CLOSE YOUR EYES," he said softly, his voice carrying that hypnotic quality she remembered from their earlier session.
Mailah's heart stuttered to a complete stop.
The way he'd said it—low, intimate, with that particular cadence that made her skin flush with heat—combined with the way he was looking at her in the dim lamplight, made her pulse race with anticipation.
His blue-gray eyes held an intensity that seemed to pierce straight through her, and the space between them on the massive bed suddenly felt charged.
This was it.
He was going to kiss her again.
She let her eyes drift closed, her lips parting slightly in unconscious invitation.
Every nerve ending in her body seemed to come alive, hyperaware of his presence just inches away.
She could feel the heat radiating from his bare torso, could catch the subtle scent of sandalwood mixed with his unique scent that made her want to lean closer.
