Betty's POV

The air between us shifted. It was thick with ambiguous tension as our heat mingled together. My pulse refused to slow, each beat loud in my ears as he leaned closer, his breath warm against my skin.

For a moment, I thought he would close the distance completely, that he would push past whatever thin line we had been circling all night.

His hand slid slowly along my thigh, disappearing beneath the fabric of my skirt, and my breath caught in my throat. Everything in ...