Page 20 of Magic & Mochas (Tales of Love & Lore #1)

Chapter fourteen

Arguments a slow waltz. I don’t remember when my hand drifted to his chest, resting just over the steady beat of his heart, which seemed to beat in time with mine.

I didn’t realize when his thumb began to move in slow circles on the back of my hand.

And I certainly didn’t know why looking up at him suddenly felt like falling and flying at the same time.

I had fallen for him. Completely and utterly.

Despite my best efforts, despite my fears, despite every time I had reminded myself that this was pretend, that Thorne was only humoring me in exchange for free rent…

he had captured my heart with his shadows.

And oh, how warm his shadows turned out to be!

But did he feel the same? I had been such a poor judge of character with Rasmus. Was I about to make the exact same mistake? Or could I trust the emotions I could see in his violet eyes, the ones he had never voiced aloud?