He walks over to my side of the table. My whole body goes on alert. What is he doing?
He stops right behind me. I can feel the heat from his body even though he isn’t touching me yet.
I sit completely still, my back straight, trying to act like I don't care.
Then I feel his hands touch my neck, and my body flinches hard.
“Relax,” he murmurs with that smoky voice.
He spreads a necklace across my neck, but I can't see what it looks like.
I touch it and it's a diamond. It feels cold against my skin for a second, before it warms up.
His fingers brush my neck as he tries to find the clasp. His touch is light, but it's like fire against my skin.
His breath is warm on my cheek and he is so close. Why is he taking so long?
“Aren’t you done?” I bite out.
His hands still for a moment. “
