"Constantine Knight at your service.” A seductive grin tweaked one side of his mouth, exposing white teeth. He reached out and took her hand, bringing her knuckles to his mouth. A soft kiss brushed across her skin, creating a shiver of desire. Her knees became jelly and she feared they might buckle.
“What’s your name, beautiful?” His voice caressed her ears, her skin, her soul.
She gulped and blinked repeatedly, attempting to find her voice.
“Chloe. Chloe Thompson.” Her husky tone caught her off guard. She swallowed and wet her dry lips.
His sensual gaze followed her tongue. His chest broadened with a deep inhale. He leaned toward her ear and whispered, “It’s good to meet you, Chloe Thompson.”
The sexy rumble of her name in his voice caused her heart to race. No man had ever brought her to such a fevered needy peak with only a few words. His scent. The slightest of touches.
His stare roamed over her body and she felt naked before him. Yet, no longer nervous. Her usual prudish nature didn’t chastise or warn her to run.
She liked the desire building in her center. The interest of this gorgeous man enveloped her and she didn’t want it to end.
But she was a relationship kind of girl. No one-night stands. No kissing on the first date. No sex until after three months of dating.
Constantine made her want to slash and burn all of the rules she held dear.