I’d meant it as a joke, but when her gaze touched mine, oxygen thinned in a way that had nothing to do with the heat. Sloane was beautiful. Fact. I’d been physically attracted to her since the moment we met. Also fact. But it’d been a low-simmering attraction, the type I could brush off by focusing on something else. Recently, however, it’d ramped up to the point where there was nothing else.
