Once he was dressed, Kent knocked on Riley’s door. She stepped out wearing a pair of jeans and a light green sweater that highlighted the green flecks in her hazel eyes. He couldn’t help but lean down and kiss her.
He knew he should have been grateful to the interruption this morning, that he was the one who had been pushing for distance between the two of them, but the last week had felt unbearable. Being so close to Riley, sitting in the same room with her day in and day out, holding her while they slept, and yet not pushing for more was stretching his willpower to the very limits. Giving in had felt like bliss.
Now he forced himself to take a step away from her and maintain a respectable distance as they went downstairs and out to where his car was parked. It was a short drive to the
