The scramble to separate, right their clothes and fake normalcy were almost comical, and Aleah would have probably laughed if the frantic beating of her heart did not overshadow her humor. She felt as though her heart was actually beating at the back of her throat, clogging it and preventing any laughter from slipping through.
Heat surged under her skin as a flush took over her body. Desperately needing to steady herself, she sank onto one of the stools at the kitchen island, fearing that her trembling legs would betray her and reveal to Logan that something was amiss.
Consciously, she touched her lips, inspecting the lingering puffiness left behind from Kade’s fervent kiss. God, she couldn’t believe Kade had actually kissed her so passionately it had taken her breath away and weakened
