I've been a bit under the weather for several weeks now (groan!) but I'm back for this Sunday Snog! This snog is from Valentine's Brawl available at sharaazod.com.
“You’re imagining things,” she managed, her throat so dry she could barely croak the words through her parched lips.
He lowered his head, his lips barely grazing hers. “Am I? Then why are you in my arms when you were leaving not five minutes ago?”Goose bumps erupted over her skin, causing a little shiver to race through her. Good question. Honestly, the man was lethal to women. She’d known that the first time she’d gone willingly into his arms to dance that evening. Why had she allowed it to happen a second time? Especially after his blatant show of Alpha Male. That had been just pure asshole on his part. Why was she here in his arms again?