Trapped by His Touch

"I can do it myself," Celine said, scrambling to sit up. But Vance was faster, sitting down on the edge of the sofa right beside her hip, effectively trapping her between him and the cushions.

Instantly, the warmth at her side intensified, a scalding heat that quickly spread through her whole body. Even through two layers of thin silk, she could feel the temperature of his skin. It was intense.