“Jonathan held her face in his hand, but it was his eyes that once again had all of her attention. The fact that she could see every swirl of blue, a dark pond as still and beautiful as a painting, only highlighted the realization that the bodyguard was less than a few inches away from her lips. Did he feel the urge to kiss her? Did she feel the urge to kiss him? No, Kate, she thought. He wants to know what’s in the case, that’s all. “You saved my life, Jonathan,” she stated, hed...ging around a response. “Thank you.” The bodyguard didn’t want to relent—she could tell by the way he stayed still, not budging physically—but then the elevator doors started to close again. He stuck his hand out to stop them, turning away from her and letting her face go in the process. She felt the warmth of his skin even after the contact was broken. “Are you sure you’re okay?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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