“All right then. I know my limits, and you haven’t even come close to touching them yet.” He tipped my chin once before angling his wrist toward me. “Now, let me take care of you.” He held his wrist to my lips, his words ricocheting through my chest. My gaze raked over him as I cupped his hand and forearm. I stepped into his embrace, and he enclosed me in his arms, turning me so my back was pressed against his chest.
