His Scorching Touch

Frantically clutching the oversized black t-shirt to my exposed chest, panic seized my throat as Van’s dark, stormy grey eyes locked onto me. He stood rigid in the doorway, his large hand gripping the brass knob so tight his knuckles strained against his skin. His gaze dropped from my wide eyes, dragging like a physical weight down the line of my throat, over the frantic rise and fall of my bare c