Her strong reaction almost caused her to scream out, drawing dangerous attention towards herself.
Realizing this late, Hannah quickly clung to the man's neck, trying to pacify him sweetly, "Actually I would rather perform just for Mr. Simmons, regardless of singing or dancing, as long as you wish I will do it."
Her soft and gentle voice was enough to melt the hardest of hearts.
His fingers, lightly calloused, gently teased her chin upward, "This mouth of yours, always knows how to comfort people."
Hannah was still brightly smiling, "Mr. Simmons, don't you like it?"
The man's eyes were as black and deep as the ocean.
His burning breath wafted across her face, making the air around them feel heated. The passionate warmth caused him to lower his head, his nose touching hers, the distance between them closing, "I like more than just that, I like everything about you."
The words that fell into her ears also carried a touch of seductive heat.
