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Emily’s POV. Reopening my eyes, I flung myself around and my gaze fell on him standing behind me. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment as I realized I’d been caught sniffing his clothes. “N-no, you’re not,” I stuttered, suddenly unable to hold his gaze. It wasn’t until I looked up and into his eyes that I found them darkened with something primal–something I dared not to say. The room charged with something unruly and sizzling, as he crossed over to me and stopped. “Are you sure?” he asked, even his voice was now husky. I swallowed and nodded. Holding his gaze burned me with the desire to throw myself into his arms and crush his lips with mine; those full succulent lips. I could only imagine what it’d feel like to have them move over mine, to have them trail wet kisses down my neck.