Chapter 66 I Won't Fuck You While You're Still Wearing Another Man's Ring

Elena’s Point Of View The sound of my name on his tongue made something inside me jolt. I stared at him, unable to move, my breath lodged in my throat. His eyes stayed on mine, dark and relentless, and for a moment the boutique… the mirrored walls, the racks of shimmering dresses, the faint music floating from the front room, blurred into nothing. It was just him, too close, too still, too much. My gaze flicked downward, a nervous reflex, and landed on his mouth. My heart skipped once, hard, as if it knew a secret my mind refused to face. ‘No. No, Elena, get a grip on yourself.’ My fingers dug into the edge of the dressing table behind me. My knuckles went white. But he stepped closer anyway. The air between us thinned to a thread. His scent… clean leather, spice, something darker underneath, wrapped around me, hot and dizzying. He didn’t touch me yet, but it felt as if he had. My knees weakened, thighs pressing together unconsciously, my body betraying me even as my mind screamed stop