He leaned till their faces were inches apart and Emma sobbed softly, while his eyes continued to compel her to stay where they were.
Another man might be glad she cried for him, because it indicates that she cared but not Max.
He hates it.
Her tears tore his heart. He cared for her and someone he cared for must not look this broken.
Especially when he's the cause of it.
He leaned more and Emma finally realized the situation. She blinked and every fibre in her body wanted to pull away, but it's too late.
Or let me just say, her will wasn't strong enough to resist him when they are this close.
Especially how nothing is popping up about missions or anything.
Except the fact that he's hurt and his lips look delicious and could touch her own at any second from now.
He hesitated for a second as he saw her lips slightly part to welcome his own.
