"“We’re not gonna keep building your immunity to me. I’m not gonna let you get any more used to my touch than you already are.” Grayson’s body made a liar of him as he bent his head another inch. “We’re not kissing. Not a chance.” “You sure?” Reece’s voice was barely louder than his breaths. “Because you look like a man about to make a bad decision.” “You make me want to,” Grayson heard himself whisper." -Edge of Mercy

















