C30 Dangerously Close

“Yeah, I won’t let any man into my room.

No one but you,” Cleopatra murmured.

Her voice faltered on the last word, low and trembling, carrying a possessiveness she could not hide. The confession hung in the air, heavy and unrefined, wrapped in a raw, desperate sincerity that she did not soften.

Her gaze drifted to his lips and lingered there.

Calvin slowly wet his lips, the unhurried