He drew in a sharp breath, patience stretched thin. There was only so much provocation he could take he was a man, after all.

“Are you toying with me?” His voice was low, grumbling, his eyes burning into her with a dangerous edge.

Azzurra’s lips curved in a coy smile as her fingers brushed across his bottom lip. Her gaze wandered leisurely over his face, lingering on those molten eyes before dipping to his mouth, only to return to his stare with deliberate mischief.

“Why would I do ...