Chapter 15

We are ushered to the door, hands still entwined, and I follow him closely, the heady need to wrap myself around him worse when we have prolonged contact, and as much as my head tells me to let go, I can’t seem to. The growing ache in my stomach and pelvis is getting irritatingly intense, and I am more than aware of how good his skin feels against mine. Our hands are slotted together, warm on warm, weirdly sensual. Colton leads me to the other room and shuts the door firmly behind us. He is still holding my hand and keeping me by his side as he turns to me. He gazes down at our entangled fingers for a long second. Seems like he, too, is telling himself to let go, but he doesn’t. We stand stiffly, pulsating energy growing between us as the air thickens, and I find it harder to breathe the longer he’s this close. Fully aware of him towering over me in all his beautiful muscular glory, hot body, and he’s way too good-looking. Even his voice does crazy tingly things to me, and standing, ab