Seeing this, Seth Sinclair gripped the back of Lianne's slender neck, forcing her to turn and meet his gaze.
He asked again, "You really don't want to know the answer?"
Lianne understood his meaning and refused. "I don't."
Seth Sinclair: "And what if I insist?"
The man's pupils were jet-black. His eyes, devoid of their usual lazy smile, were fixed on her with a quiet and intense focus.
Lianne's almond-shaped eyes were moist and bright. She focused on Seth Sinclair, their gazes meeting and tangling.
Seth Sinclair looked directly into her eyes. "Listen closely. I'm only going to say this once."
Her heart skipped a beat under his stare, and Lianne quickly reached out to cover his mouth. "Don't you dare!"
At her action, a flash of surprise flickered in both their eyes.
His lips pressed against her palm, a strange warmth spreading from the point of contact. It was as if a faint electric current was flowing from her hand straight to her heart.
