A large hand grasped her waist, and Zoe Pierce froze.
Her entire body went still. As she turned her head, she saw his face, far too close.
Miles Sherman only had to dip his head slightly to see her trembling lashes and the cautious way she lifted her eyes to meet his.
They were too close—so close that if Zoe Pierce moved just an inch, she could kiss his Adam's apple.
'To kiss or not to kiss?'
The thought popped into her head out of nowhere.
'If I don't make a move, will he?'
As if sensing her gaze, the Alpha's Adam's apple bobbed nervously.
Then, as if possessed, Zoe Pierce leaned over and kissed him.
'She couldn't resist the temptation, not when she saw the mix of desire and restraint in his eyes. He had just begged her to love him. Maybe this would show him she wasn't completely indifferent to him?'
A warm touch met his bobbing Adam's apple.
