Braelyn's POV
The soft music from the orchestra echoed through the hall. My fingers tightened around his shoulders; my hold almost slipped. I was startled at his tone. The room had a romantic feel but that was far from the feeling between us.
The tension was so heavy, with our bodies pressed so tightly together, it felt like he wanted to merge with me. I could feel his heart beat, it was rhythmic a far cry from my heart that was running a freaking marathon
I was a complete mess. Lucien's arm settled on my waist, a little lower, and he would be holding my butt. It felt improper but that was what we wanted them to see.
I tried to glance over my shoulder and I got a glimpse of Raphael..
It was barely a glimpse, before I was forced to look back at Lucien when his tongue suddenly licked behind my ears. Sparks shot through me and my head snapped back at him immediately drawn in by those hazel eyes
