A soft gasp escaped my lips. My heart beat so loud and fast against my ribs I was sure the thumping vibrated right through his shirt. Luke wrapped his strong arms around my waist, trapping me flat against him. His eyes were still half-closed, but our faces were so close I could feel the warm, steady rush of his breath against my skin.

“Luke... I need to leave,” I whispered, my palms pressing against his shoulders as I tried to push myself up. I forced my eyes to look at the headboard, warning myself not to glance at his lips or notice how solid his chest felt beneath me.

He...