Sophia Moore's POV

Xavier was working in the study when I walked in with a cup of coffee.

He looked up, eyes soft.

"Sophia, just leave it on the desk."

I nodded and placed it gently in front of him.

He reached out, gently grasping my wrist and pulling me close into his embrace.

I could feel my hip pressing against his warm, solid thigh, and a sudden rush of heat surged through me.

My body moved ...