Kisha's breath caught in her throat as she observed Duke's demeanor. It wasn't his assertiveness that unsettled her, but the intensity of desire burning in his eyes. His possessiveness wasn't stifling; instead, it felt like a protective embrace, as if she were a cherished gem he feared losing.
Kisha had believed she understood Duke's depth of feeling, but as she witnessed his raw emotions, she realized she may not have known him as well as she thought.
Duke's icy fingers, sneaking under her shirt, snapped Kisha back to the present moment. She gasped nervously, glancing around to find everyone else in the room carrying on as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. Meanwhile, Duke's parents exchanged amused glances, clearly pleased to see their relationship moving forward.
