Chapter 3

The crisp scent of his body wash, mixed with that unmistakable, intoxicating masculinity, completely surrounded me.

I totally freaked out.

"No I'll stop, Charles, I'm sorry."

But he didn't even flinch.

He leaned in, his lips so hot they were almost brushing mine.

I could feel his breath burning against my skin, along with the pounding of his heart, each beat stronger than the last.

Just when I thought I'd pushed things too far and he was about to eat me alive.

He stopped, just a hair's breadth away from me.

His eyes, deep and unfathomable, never looked away from…