“His arms tighten around me slightly, and my breath catches in my throat. He’s still sitting on his tall barstool, and I’m… — Angie Hockman Copy Share Image
“With an apologetic grimace, I give his cheek a pat pat, praying a portal to another universe will appear and swallow me… — Angie Hockman Copy Share Image
“A sob threatens to rip through my chest, but before I can speak another word, he kisses me again and I melt… — Angie Hockman Copy Share Image
