But in the next second, he caught her hand and pressed it against his heart. "Having you two is all I need."
Every word was laced with deep affection.
Holly Sinclair was momentarily speechless, the palm of her hand growing warm.
His heartbeat was too strong, too forceful.
The vibrations made her palm tingle, and her heart melted in response.
As they stared at each other, their gazes grew heavy with unspoken longing.
Connor Grant and the others took the hint and discreetly filed out.
As the last one out, Connor Grant thoughtfully closed the conference room door behind him.
Although he moved quietly, the soft click of the door jolted Holly back to her senses.
"Get lost."
Snapping back to reality, Holly yanked her hand from his grasp, hissing the word.
Instead of getting angry at being told off, Tristan Sterling simply laughed.
He pulled her into his arms, holding her tight. "Holly, I love you. I really, really love you!"
