SYDNEY'S POV

We both just remained there, letting his words hang in the air. His eyes stared into mine, and mine into his. He seemed to be baring his emotions as he looked at me and let me look at him, but he wasn't. There was still that unfathomable glint in his eyes that caused the hair on my body to stand alert... as if my body might betray me.

I tried to figure out if he meant what he said... He was joking, I told myself. He had to be joking because the last thing I would do was share his bed. I might have been desperate to protect...