Chapter 138: An Awkward Scene

A sudden, unbearable pressure flared low in Alex Hayde's body, the kind of warning that came before an explosion. His hands moved on their own, circling Deborah Norrell's waist. A soft hint of her perfume rose between them, delicate and dizzying. He felt half mad. His fingers slipped under the hem of her blouse and found bare, cool skin, then wandered upward, bold and hungry. "Ah!" Deborah shivered from head to toe. With a man like Alex, she felt as if she'd lost her mind. That brief moment on his...