Shane Sterling's deep, magnetic voice, paired with the words "I love you," was simply a lethal temptation.
Isla Prescott felt as if she had suddenly missed a step on a staircase. Her heart leaped into her throat, and a subtle sense of losing control pulsed through her veins.
"You..."
"I was just explaining what the sign means," he repeated. "'I love you' is what it means."
'This man is unbelievable,' Isla Prescott thought. 'I just wanted to learn a simple sign, but what kind of decent person teaches one with such a special meaning right off the bat?'
She ignored him and headed for the door, using the excuse of going to the restroom.
When she reached the door of the private room, it dawned on her that she'd been played. She spun around resentfully. Shane Sterling was sitting there calmly, a smile playing on his lips as he sipped his soup, his eyes following her every move.
His gaze was teasing, yet held a hint of affection.
