"Because you are not courting me, your grace,"
Maxwell felt the annoying uneasiness spreading through his chest as he gazed down at her. And he knew she felt it too. Whatever this inexplicable pull was, Emelisse could feel it. Her blue-eyes were wide as she fought his eyes, biting her pink lips furiously. Those lips...everything inside of him was screaming at him to kiss her.
Kiss her!
He had never kissed a woman before. How absurd was that? He has been intimate with an uncountable number of them but he has never kissed anyone before. And he had no idea why. He never felt like it and never allowed anyone to get any closer than was necessary. There was no reason behind that. It was just a feeling. But right now, locked in the confined space with her meadow-like scent fogging all his s
