His hand lay gently on her chest, in a loosely curled position. "Like this..." His breath fanned across her earlobe, and Sienna Johnson suddenly rose from his lap.
"I should go."
Adrian Desmond laughed. "Leaving your stuff behind?"
"Sorry, I can't afford the price you're asking for this deal." Sienna sighed. If it was only a kiss, I could endure it, but Adrian's earlier behavior suggested he wanted more than just a kiss.
"Goodbye."
Adrian's slender fingers gently skated across her bandaged hand, like a soft feather, causing a shiver.
These wounds...
The look in Adrian's eyes darkened, and his touch grew heavier.
"AH..." Sienna cried out softly from the sudden pain.
Her cry was like a kitten's paw, gently scratching at Adrian's heart—not painful, just a small tickle, yet leaving a deep impression.
"Does it hurt?"
"Obviously!"
Adrian's eyes flickered in the dim light. He suddenly opened his arms, pulling her fully into his embrace.
"Adrian!"
