Jessie Sterling, of course, wasn't actually hungry. She had been on an intense diet for the wedding recently and would never ruin the once-in-a-lifetime event for a momentary craving.
Victor Morgan had driven over himself. Jessie was still trying to figure out how to explain her relationship with Julian Grant to him. But just as she settled into the passenger seat, before she had a chance to decide what to say, a shadow suddenly fell over her.
Victor had already leaned across the center console. He turned, cradled the side of her face, and lowered his head to kiss her.
Victor had been holding back the entire drive.
He had told Jessie long ago not to think of him as some perfect gentleman.
He, too, had plenty of dark thoughts and the same base instincts all men possessed.
For instance, when he saw Julian Grant earlier, Victor had desperately wanted to kiss Jessie fiercely right in front of the man.
