Extraits

"What're you doing?"

He took her face between his hands and refused to let go. Peering deeply at her, he whispered, "This is how I feel every time I'm with you."

She wasn't prepared for came next. A split-second rush of chest-swelling desire inflated her lungs, lifting her rib cage until her body felt melded with his. Sensations of devation and tenderness flashed through her in an instant, forcing her to exhale or burst. Every inch of her skin flashed hot and prickled into gooseflesh while her heart fluttered like hummingbird wings. Her limbs lightened, and she grasped two handfuls of his shirt to stay grounded. It was both terrifying and glorious in its intensity.

It was love.

The dull ache at her temples barely registered. All her doubts vanished. Oh my god, he loves me.

"You love me," she repeated aloud. The breathy words tasted sweeter than icing on her tongue.

"Is it really that hard to believe?"

"Do it again !"

"No."He smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. "It's your turn."