“My next breath was shaky and shallow, and Clay pressed a feather-light kiss to the skin just beneath my ear. “Okay?” he asked, simple and soft. That one word seemed to ground me, to bring me back to the room, to reality, to him. I think I nodded. I think I gave some sort of murmur of affirmation before his tongue licked along my jaw line and back to my mouth. He pressed his forehead against mine, and when my lids flickered open, I found his emerald eyes blazing down at me.”
