The kiss was sweet and sensual, but her taste was sweeter. Declan wished he could kiss her deeper. He knew it would only make him uncomfortable. He pulled back slowly, his fingers stroking her cheeks… their brows touching, their breathing intertwining.
The flame of desire was growing stronger. Declan feared it would eventually drive him insane. He needed a distraction to keep him busy enough to forget about his sexual urges.
He moved back and said, "You should sleep."
Yasmin thought he was disturbed because of Julia. She inched toward him and said, "She will be fine soon. Give her some time. I believe she will start acting normally when her anger subsides."
Declan's heart was pounding. His body was becoming hotter. He moved a little away from her.
"She loves Alexander. It is natural for her to get angry if you try to separate her from him."
"You are also saying this. That man is a gangster and will hurt her." He scowled at her.
