Sera sagged with relief. “That was close.” Ransom tapped his finger against her lip. A warning. Hush. She snapped her teeth, nipping it. He dipped his chin, his lips brushing against her ear. “If you want to kiss me, just say so.” A delicious thrill rippled down her spine. Yes, her body screamed. Yes, yes, yes. She rose to her tiptoes, her nose brushing against his. “You’re projecting, Ransom. You know I prefer stabbing you.”

