The Protective Embrace

Rhea’s POV

I stand mere inches from Silas, watching his prominent Adam’s apple bob heavily as he fights his own internal reactions. The proximity is dizzying. I bite my lower lip, fighting the strange, overwhelming urge to reach out and trace the hard lines of his muscular chest.

What is wrong with me?

I forcefully tell myself I am merely rebounding. I am clinging to the first attractive, domin