Bradley's heart raced with anticipation, and nervous energy filled his veins. He had no idea if Carissa would make a move or not, but if she did, he wouldn't stop her. Nope, no making that mistake a second time. He'd learned his lesson.

With his free hand, he gently brushed a lock of hair away from her face, and then cupped her cheek in his palm. Her eyelashes fluttered, but she kept her gaze locked on him, and that had an unbearable spike of desire flame up inside of him. He ...