Addison, however, still felt her cheeks warm. She pursed her lips and lowered her head as she quietly focused on her food. Watching her, Maxwell's gaze softened.
When a strand of her hair slipped forward, nearly brushing her plate, he reached over to tuck it gently behind her ear. His fingers brushed against the delicate curve of her ear, and the accidental touch sent a shiver through Addison. Her ears, after all, were one of her most sensitive weak spots.
Seeing her tremble like that, her lashes fluttering beneath his touch, Maxwell felt the spark rush through him. Just that small reaction from his mate was enough to stir his desire, making his thoughts burn hotter.
Lately, he couldn't seem to stop thinking about Addison, his mind constantly drifting toward lewd things, filled with images he couldn't shake. The more he tried to resist, the stronger the pull became.
