Alaina felt an arm snake around her waist and stopped flush on her stomach as it pulled her back to collide against something solid.
The next moment she found his warm lips above her ear, and his unmistakable silky voice in her left ear, "Become mine...mia bella."
His words spoken in slow whisper, rang like a gong in her ears, wreaking havoc in her mind with so many newly processing question and reactions forming at a rapid rate. Out of all of them, the first thing to come out was only a small gasp out of Alaina's mouth right after.
What the hell is talking about?
What the hell does he mean by that, vague statement he just let hanging in the air around them?
And why the hell hasn't he moved away yet?
His warm hand still pressed against her stomach, scorching her cold skin thru the thin wet material of her small shirt. His firm chest pressed up against her back, again seeping his warmth thru the shirt.
