Chapter 60

Sara gulped as she looked up, held captive in his hands, her body already responding to his. The problem was, he was the reason, but she knew she couldn’t blame him. He’d changed her; since the first moment their eyes had met, something in her had started to melt and breathe again. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly, soberly. “You’re right. It’s not your fault.”

“Damn right it’s not my fault. If anyone is to blame, then it’s you because this, the way you make me feel, is all your fault.”

Simon looked at her for a long, searing moment before hauling her even closer into his chest, and claimed her mouth with his. It was passionate, bruising, all-encompassing. Simon's hands held her easily, pressing her close into his fast-burgeoning arousal. And she did nothing to stop him because she couldn’t. Didn’t want to.

All she needed this, wanted him so badly that nothing else mattered but him here, right now, with his mouth on hers, giving her life. Restoring sanity, while takin