Summer Thorne's heart leaped into her throat.
But his lips were pressed hard against hers, so even if her heart did leap out, it would have nowhere to go. It could only ricochet wildly inside her.
Summer Thorne felt like she was going to lose her mind.
He was outside, and she was inside.
Pushing him out wasn't an option, but pulling him in was even worse.
She had no idea what to do next, and Timothy York was holding her so tightly he gave her no chance to breathe, let alone think.
Just then, a noise seemed to come from the direction of the elevator. Summer Thorne panicked. Caught between a rock and a hard place, she yanked him into the apartment and slammed the door shut with a BANG.
But Timothy York seemed completely oblivious, his head still lowered, lost in their deep and persistent kiss.
It took all of Summer Thorne's strength to finally push him back a little. Gasping, she murmured, "Wait, wait..."
