Sierra Summers' hand, which she had placed behind her back, was suddenly grabbed by Caleb Sterling. His gaze was fixed straight on her face, his hand sliding from her arm to her wrist, circling her wrist before tightly holding her hand.
"Move in."
Caleb Sterling said deeply.
He looked at Sierra Summers and said word by word, "Live with me."
Caleb repeated it emphatically, while skillfully pulling Sierra Summers entirely over to him, pressing her against his body. His other hand pinched Sierra Summers' chin, lifting her face, his voice much softer, low and hoarse, with a hint of seduction, "Cecilia, I want you to move in, okay?"
Sierra Summers, with one hand in his, placed her other hand against his chest. His repeated words made her cheeks flush with warmth. Her voice shook lightly, unstable from shyness and provocation, "Are you inviting me to live together?"
