The kiss caught him off guard, his body stiffening for a split second, his breath hitching in surprise. Sophie's stomach churned, the contact a bitter echo of that day , his arrogance, the weight of his power crushing her. But she leaned into it, her lips moving with feigned conviction, every second a battle to keep him distracted.
Devon recovered quickly, his hands finding her shoulders, pulling her closer with a possessiveness that made her skin crawl. She fought the urge to recoil, her moan a forced sound, masking the revulsion that clawed at her insides.
