“I can’t ask you to do this, Dominic. I love Trace, I do, but god help me, I love you, too, and if something were to happen to you, if this thing were to go horribly wrong, I—” My words were cut off as he stepped forward and crashed his lips against mine, kissing me passionately and roughly as though he had been waiting his entire life for the chance to touch my lips. My back knocked into the door behind me as he weaved his fingers into my hair and deepened the kiss into something that was almost primal.
