Steal My Breath (Elixir 1)

“I’m not sure how it’s done in bowling, but I’m convinced you’re cheating,” I say when he joins me at the table.

“I know better than to cheat when you’re around.”

“Because?”

“Because you’d never let me get away with it.”

I stand. “True, I wouldn’t.”

I grab my ball and move to the lane. We’ve managed to get through nearly a whole game without him putting his hands on me, but as I hold up my ball, ready to take my go, his body moves behind me and his left arm slides around my waist.

“You’ve been practicing,” he murmurs against my ear.

Goosebumps kiss my skin.

I’m fairly sure my legs are going to give way.

I’m going to collapse right here in front of Luke, holding this big-ass ball.

It’ll probably fall on my foot and break it.

I’ll probably twist my ankle.

I’ll have to fly home with crutches.

“Callie,” he says against my ear. “Stop thinking.”

“Well, stop talking and stop being so damn sexy because you scramble my brain so much that I can’t think straight, which makes me have to try and think harder an—”

He spins me around to face him, and his lips crash down onto mine.

My legs sway.

His arms tighten around me, holding me up.

His tongue sweeps over mine as he pushes for more from me. But there’s no more to give because I’ve given this man every piece of me I can. I’m completely his.

This kiss steals my breath.

Again.

When he ends it, I cling to him as I stare into his beautiful eyes. “I have been practicing,” I say softly.

His eyes crinkle as he smiles. “I can tell.”

I let him go. “I couldn’t let you beat me the next time we played.” My heart doesn’t let up—it keeps beating fast.

So many crinkles frame his eyes. “So you don’t need my help?”

He has no idea.

I always want his help.

“I never say no to help.”

“Really? The Callie I know likes to fight me when I try to help.”

“And the Luke I know doesn’t listen. His DNA prevents that.”