Looking into the window a little more carefully, I could see my reflection. I was taken aback at how swollen my lips had become from the intensity of his kisses. I jumped when I noticed Galen’s presence behind me.
His eyes met mine in the reflection. He eased toward me but I didn’t run. I’m not sure that I could have if I wanted to. “What’s keeping you from giving in to your desires, Sierra? You would not be here with me now if you didn’t want to take this further. You can’t deny what exists between us, and neither can I.”
His arms came around my waist. I'd resisted his charms for the past few hours, but his continued soft caresses and chaste kisses against my shoulders and neck were driving me insane, not to mention his smoldering eyes and the to-die-for British accent. "Age is but a number, love. You need to get out of your head and give yourself permission to take what you want, what you need. Don't deny our chemistry. The sparks surrounding us are enough to start a fire; one I can assure you will burn brighter than you've ever felt in your life."