Chase breathed in the scent of her hair. As she stood between his legs, his hands brushing the skin of her hips, the fire that ignited within him wasn't one he could deny.

He had missed her so much.

Standing so close to him, barely inches away, until she could suck in the same air he was letting out, Mackenzie did not know how to feel. She should have tried to keep her distance, especially now that he was mad at her, yet, all she wanted to do was be with him.

She reached for the hem of his hoodie and slowly pulled it up to his neck. Chase did...