He shoved to his feet, and I stood too, refusing to let him walk out on me and get the final word. “Then where do they end?” “Right now?” He prowled toward me, and I inhaled a shaken breath at the carnality to his expression. “They end with you.” He leaned down, his mouth capturing mine in a sinful kiss, his hands tugging me flush against him in an instant, almost lifting me from my feet. The rage in me liquified, rushing to my head and melting my thoughts before they could truly form, and melting me right along with them.
