Chapter 33

Eugene felt like he was losing it. That one reckless move—just testing the waters—slapped him right back in the face. Her scent lingered all over him, messing with his mind, making him deepen the kiss without meaning to... That charged kiss finally broke when Clara started to gasp for air. Snapping back to her senses, Clara panicked and tried to push him away, only to meet those dark eyes of his, hiding a storm underneath all that restraint. "I'm sorry!" She shoved him gently, face flushed, eyes fixed on the floor. Eugene slowly lowered his hand—the warmth still lingered, stubborn, like it didn't want to leave. He stared at her a bit longer... even though she looked a bit pale, her features were beautifully sharp, and her dark eyes shimmered with emotion. She was stunning. He could almost hear his own heartbeat pounding in his ears—loud and unrelenting. Sweat beaded in his palms. He clenched his fists tighter, his eyes widening ever so slightly. Was he losing his mind? Or... did he act