Olivia's POV
His statement made me gasp. "Gabriel!"
"What? You asked for honesty." His thumb brushed across my lower lip. "And honestly, you're driving me absolutely insane. The way you blush, the way you bite your lip when you're nervous, the way you keep looking at me like you want to devour me..."
"I do not look at you like that," I protested weakly, even as my body betrayed me by pressing closer to him.
*What the fuck is wrong with me!*
"You do." Gabriel whispered. "And it's taking every ounce of self-control I have not to pull over right now and show you exactly what that look does to me."
My heart was racing so fast I was sure he could hear it over the music. "You're very forward."
"Only when I know what I want." His eyes locked on mine with an intensity that made me feel dizzy. "And I want you, Olivia. More than I've wanted anything in a very long time."
