MANUEL'S POV

Flash back….

My hands wrapped around her slim waist, pulling her close until there was no space between us. Her lips met mine, tasting faintly of the champagne she’d been sipping at the party. Heat rushed through me, and with every kiss, the hunger only grew.

She pulled back slightly, her breath uneven, palms pressing against my chest. “No… I can’t. I mean, we can’t,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

I studied her face. Fuck, she was beautiful. I ...