Chapter 207

Isla's POV

The silence of the suite was thick, broken only by the sound of our breathing, which seemed to fill every corner of the room.

I was still pinned against the wall, my legs locked around Graham’s waist.

The cool air from the balcony did nothing to dampen the heat radiating from his damp skin.

I looked into his eyes, and the man I’d spent weeks sparring with—the composed, icy executive—wa