Bash swallows as his gaze heats. I can see he’s about to say something back, his body coils—like he’s on the prowl. I find my shoulders tipping toward him in anticipation. My tongue darts out and a fluttery feeling bubbles up in my stomach. I’m hanging on to the moment with a sense of eagerness I’ve never felt before. Until the doorbell rings and the world around us comes crashing back into focus. Both our heads whip toward the front door.
Damn
