Never Look Back (Redemption Hills 3) - Page 65
Tension stretched across the room. A dense, veiled pull that felt like a vacant ache, the heat of his eyes a beacon that shouted to me from the bowels of an obliterating storm.
“What are you doing in here?” I finally managed to press the words from my mouth while I took a fortifying step back.
As if I could protect myself from the lure.
The muted hum of a television droned through the walls from Gretchen’s room, and the sound of the night howled through the mountain slopes and softly battered at the panes.
Everything else seemed magnified.
The shallow gasps of my breaths and the erratic hammer of my heart and the questions that raged through my mind.
Logan angled his head. A wicked smirk lit at the edge of his mouth as he leaned against the doorway with his hands stuffed in his pants pockets.
As if he held a secret that I wasn’t privy to.
Attraction throbbed in my belly.
“Now, don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten who you belong to?”
“This is a bad idea, Logan.” It was my only defense.
“What’s that?”
“You and me.”
A roll of low laughter rippled from his mouth. “We were always a bad idea, but we did it, anyway.”
I fidgeted. “And look where we ended up.”
His head cocked.
The man so beautiful.
So gorgeous it was obscene.
“And why’s that?” he pressed.
“I think it would be better for the both of us if we didn’t go there.”
He stepped forward.
Severity flashed.
A shockwave.
I couldn’t breathe.
“I thought we were playing by my rules, Aster?”
I hugged my arms over my chest, and I gulped around the burn that crawled up my throat. “We are.”
His prowl was slow and measured as he edged my way, as if the longer it took him to reach me, the harder my pulse would pound with want.
His breaths were jagged, his stare intense.
He gripped me by one side of the waist, hard enough to make me gasp, though his thumb caressed my hip bone in a soothing way.
Dangerous, dangerous seduction.
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