#Chapter8
DESIRES
Brody halted with his forehead rested against mine. His eyes were screwed, he dragged in quick shaky breaths, and I could feel his body trembling.
/"Alora,/" he whispered breathless. /"We can’t./"
I nodded and lifted my legs and held on to his shoulders to remove myself from him. I know he’s right, I know we can’t, but it doesn’t stop the sinking feeling settling in the pit of my stomach.
His hands went straight to my waist, holding me against him, and sighed.
/"I want to, believe me, I really want to./"
I averted my eyes from him and sucked in a breath. He curled his finger under my chin and raised my head gently.
/"Alora, if we kissed, it could have gone further. Your bond with Luca has formed, he would know, he would feel it,/" he took a deep breath, closed his eyes and then exhaled slowly. /"I won’t risk your life./"
/"I know, I understand. I’m so-/"
