To Winter’s shock, Scarlett reached for Julian’s hand and placed it on her breast. Electricity crackled through the room, as if the heat generated between the two of them was enough to disturb the air around them.
Winter swallowed and tried one more time to reason with Scarlett. “You’ve proven your point,” she said, “now let’s leave.”
She could barely focus enough to communicate with Scarlett when Julian was touching her so intimately. Her entire body ran hot, greedy for more of his touch. But that was a crazy idea. She should walk away and put the blame on Scarlett. It was enough to pine after him hopelessly. If she made such a move and he rejected her…she shuddered just thinking about it.
“Is that what you really want?” Scarlett asked her. Winter remained quiet. “I mean,” Scarlett con
