"I just want only you," Rowan whispered softly. His warm breath brushed against her neck, sending a sharp shiver down her spine.
Delaney felt an overwhelming rush of love. She did not want to look at his reflection in the mirror anymore. She wanted to look at the real man.
She turned around slowly in his strong arms. She looked directly into his eyes. She raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck. She pulled his head down just a little bit and pressed her lips directly to his. It was a very soft, sweet, highly gentle kiss.
Then, Delaney pulled back. She looked up at him with a small, playful smile touching her pink lips.
Rowan's eyes darkened instantly. The quiet patience completely vanished from his face. His breathing grew suddenly very heavy.
"Don't tease me, Del," Rowan spoke. His voice was a very low, rough, dangerous warning.
