C61 Capitulation

He saw the capitulation in her eyes, the need to be in his arms. He lifted one eyebrow. ‘Yes?’ he prompted.

‘Yes.’

Thank God and all his angels and arch angels.

Picking up her hands, Dario tugged her to him so that her lips were an inch from his. ‘Too much talking,’ he murmured. ‘Definitely not enough kissing.’

‘I agree,’ she replied, her sweet breath fluttering against his lips