Chapter 19

Shawn's kiss wasn't gentle. It was wild and fierce, and Kathleen didn't like it. She pushed against his shoulder, resisting his rough kisses. Yet, the more she pushed, the harder he kissed her. Grabbing her hands, he pinned them above her head, stopping her from pushing him away. A breeze drifted in through the open floor-to-ceiling window, stirring the sheer white curtains into soft, graceful waves. The wind came in tender bursts, teasing and twirling the fabric until they danced together in perfect rhythm. … Sunlight streamed into the room and glided the curtains in a golden glow that looked too beautiful for words. Kathleen's silky hair sprawled over the edge of the sofa. Her clothes were rumpled, and her eyes were misty as if covered in fog, while her heart pounded furiously against her chest. She panted, tasting the once-unfamiliar breath that now felt oddly familiar in her mouth as her body went limp and soft. The breath hitting against the hollow of her neck was hot, as