“You deserve only the best.” A sharp pang pierced my heart. I didn’t deserve the best. Not even close. Not after what I’d done. And look at you now, my conscience spat. Lusting after Jason when you already have the perfect man wanting to be with you. God, what was I doing? “Jason,” I began, intent on pushing him away. But then . . . Soft lips swept over mine in a soft caress that left me shaken. Breathless. Branded.
