Braelyn's POV
"What look?," I blurted out.
His fingers lifted and brushed lightly against my wrist. The touch was barely there. It still felt like lightning. "Like you are just waiting for me to destroy you.." I didn't believe my ears. Did I really look like that?
His lips kissed the tip of my ear lobes then moved down to my neck, leaving chills down my spine which erupted from spots his lips gently brushed. My toes curled as my fingers gripped the tablecloth.
"You love the danger," he murmured against my skin, "You love how I make you feel despite denying it." he drawled as his hand fell on my bare thigh. My dress was slightly lifted above my knees because of my position. My legs instantly pressed together sensing the danger approaching my core
