“You’re in danger, and all I can think about—” he broke off and seamed his lips shut. “I’m sorry.” He started to step to the side and without thinking, I reached out and splayed my hand over his chest to stop him. “Tell me.” His heart thumped wildly under my palm as his gaze snapped back to mine. “Sydney, someone tried to hurt me—you—us today.” He tensed violently and then continued. “And all I can think about is kissing you.”
