Chapter 8
Beau understood he was close to tentatively earning Sarah’s trust. Tentative was a start, but he needed to go slow.
Slow showed her that he wasn’t like Aaron and just there for s*x.
Slow showed her that he was trustworthy for the long haul.
But, and the big but, here… his body was hard and ready and the need to have her, right now, grew, undeniably big while he kissed her.
So he let her go.
Her tender lips pouted and it was like a siren call that begged him to kiss her again.
Until Sarah, he hadn’t known he had self-control like this.
Beau ignored his baser instinct and squeezed her hand. “Dance with me.”
Her voice was breathless as she sighed and said, “There is no music.”
He hadn’t planned on dancing, and it wasn’t like he was some smooth, sophisticated type. His musc
