Allyson's POV
Michael moved forward with that easy confidence that seemed to radiate from his very core.
"You must be Gina." He offered his hand with a smile that could melt steel.
Gina pulled herself together, running fingers through her hair as if she could erase the fact that she'd been openly staring. She grasped his hand, holding on just a beat too long.
"The one and only Michael Jade." Her voice carried that breathless quality I'd heard her use around attractive men before.
"Guilty as charged." That devastating smile never wavered.
He turned toward me, his fingers trailing along my jawline in a touch that felt both tender and claiming. His mouth found my forehead, the kiss soft but unmistakably possessive.
"I'll be in touch," he whispered, his voice low enough that only I could hear, sending heat racing through my veins.
He stepped away, that magnetic presence already moving toward the door. "Let me leave you ladies to your reunion. Gina, it was a pleasure."
