Page 363 of Ruthless Court

His body settles behind mine.

Not touching.

Waiting.

I close the last inch myself.

My back meets his chest.

Warm.

Solid.

His breath leaves slowly near my hair.

One arm slides around my waist.

“Okay?”

“Yes.”

His hand rests over my stomach.

Nothing more.

I relax.

Actually relax.

Then his face lowers into my hair.

He breathes in.

“Kane.”

“Almonds.”

A smile pulls at my mouth.

“You’re sniffing me again.”

“I’ve accepted who I am.”

I laugh.

His arm tightens.

I turn inside it.

Big mistake.

Now we’re face-to-face.

Close.

Too close for pretending this is about sleep.

His eyes move over my face.