Tailored Secrets

His lips thinned, a stark line in his face, and his deep-set eyes held hers. "Yes."

Celine could feel his breathing turn heavy and ragged. The clean scent of her soap was completely overwhelmed by the raw, masculine smell of him.

"Is your period over already?" His gaze dropped pointedly below her waist, his voice low and gritty, like he was barely holding back.

Celine's steady heartbeat instantly