I shifted from one foot to the other, trying to ignore the heat coursing through me at their possessive perusal. Like they owned this body and had every right to look…and touch.
And they did own it. They’d claimed me body and soul. I would always be theirs.
But they wouldn’t be mine. That thought had me looking away, glancing down at my hot pink toenails. I had to remind myself of that over and over. It was the only thing keeping me from selfishly running back to them and letting them take care of me and this baby rather than focusing on their own lives. Their own dreams which didn’t include me.
Matt moved closer, his long, lean body tense and powerful as he approached, a predator stalking his prey. He dropped his hat on the coffee table beside me. I noticed the whiskers on his jaw, the
