The only thing that mattered was that I couldn’t breathe. Not while my eyes were on her. I’d never felt this clench in my gut before. It was hot, twisting, and painful. Demanding. Braxton’s gaze found mine, and for the first time, she looked unsure. Even when she was afraid, she pretended otherwise. Braxton Fawn was nothing short of a marvel. And right now, she was waiting for me to say something. My tongue, unfortunately, had been tied by the vision she made in that damn dress.
