BEN POV

He looked at me like he could see through my soul, and that terrified me the most.

The distance between us was consuming, like that of a slow dance, and the only thing I craved was the feel of his lips against mine, even if they were forbidden.

This man was my father-in-law, and it was a sin to have such vile, intimate thoughts of him.

The silence between us was evolving into something more surreal.

He took a step forward, wrapping one hand around my waist, and ...