Chapter 78

Jessica was a little nervous. It was winter, and the air outside was cold, yet her palms were already sweaty. She stepped closer, cautiously reaching out. Her fingertips brushed against the side of his neck as she tried to fasten the top button. It wasn't that the button didn't fit. Perhaps it was just her nerves, but even something that simple felt impossible to do all of a sudden. She inched in, tilting her head slightly, leaning closer to his neck. Warm breath spilled across his skin, and wherever it touched, a faint blush followed. Jessica's soft fingers could feel the subtle movement of his Adam's apple and the rise and fall of his chest beneath the fabric with every slow breath he took. The second her hand brushed against him, she could feel how firm his skin was. Zachary let out a low chuckle and rested one hand lightly at her waist. It was a dangerously intimate position, and with just the smallest pull, she would be fully in his arms. Lunch might just have to wait. Jes