Evelyn
Julian broke the kiss and looked down at me, his eyes dark and searching.
“Come with me,” he said softly.
Before I could answer, he slid one arm under my knees and the other behind my back, lifting me effortlessly from the sofa. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my cheek resting against his warm, bare chest. The towel around his waist brushed my side as he carried me down the short hallway into his bedroom.
He laid me down on the bed with careful hands, then climbed over me, bracing his weight on his forearms so he wouldn’t crush me. For a long moment he just looked at me, one hand gently stroking my hair away from my face.
“You’re sure?” he asked again, voice low.
I nodded, my heart beating hard. “I’m sure.”
He kissed me slowly, deeply, and with intensity. His lips moved ag
