Page 27 of Fall

I can’t afford to waste another second.

Before I can lift my arm to knock, Antonio’s door opens, and my breathseizes.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” he barks in that deep baritone voice that vibrates through me.

I can’t move a muscle. I can’t say a word. Only my eyes lift from his chest that almost fills the width of the door. Grazing my eyes up, I take in his bare torso, beaded with water droplets from what must be a recent shower. I skim past his strong shoulders, past his rugged jawline,and meet his dangerously sexy eyes.

Except they’re not dangerous now. They’re brimming over with the same emotion I saw at the airport.

Lust.

Exactly what I was hoping for. Exactly what I need.

Taking a breath, I summon all the courage I can find, preparing to bare my soul to the man I’ve always wanted.