Amira’s breath hitched, her heart thundering in her chest as Montez’s lips hovered dangerously close to hers. His weight pressed her into the mattress, his hand cupping her cheek, and the pull between them was magnetic—inescapable.

All of a sudden, Knock. Knock.

“Room service,” a polite male voice called from the other side of the door.

And that moment was shattered. Amira jolted beneath him, her eyes wide, her pulse screaming in ...